Alexander
Estelle flounces into the war council chambers with her head held high and a bounce in her step. A complete change from the last time I saw her where she was barely able to stand from having done a locator spell.
From what Arthur had told me, she had kept to her own quarters, not really coming out unless explicitly asked for.
What had got her in such a good mood was beyond me. I had expected to find a frail woman who could barely stand.
“Your Majesty.” She bows with an arrogant grace. “How may I serve you.”
“You are aware that my uncle had declared war on the castle?” I ask her.
“I am, your majesty.”
“Then you will also know that currently we are at the disadvantage. William has troops in numbers that are far greater than ours. If we do not get reinforcements in, then
