"Jester, can you get up?" James' voice seemed to come from far away. "We need to go." She nodded dimly, and he helped her rise, near picking her up and setting her down on her feet himself. They made their way out of the dungeon and the haze she felt faded with every step, returning some degree of clarity.
Her arm hung limply at her side, but she did not need to use it. Their flight was easy, for the forces of the castle were fully engaged in repelling the invaders. Whoever they were, Jester did not care. She wanted only to get free of this wretched place.
By some miracle they made it to the stables and immediately had to duck into an empty stall and hide behind hay. Fighting raged through the gigantic structure as invaders tried to free horses and regiments fought them back.
For a long
