Where are they, damn it?

Arcus sighed with frustration, tapping his foot impatientl. His reinforcements — the respected Roseguard — had been expected hours ago.

He needed those soldiers. Therondia might not be on outright war but these raiders were magic-infused bastards and had been wreaking havoc on Arcus' troops. He might be a prince, but right now, he was a commander first.

A very impatient commander.

"Sir! The Roseguard!"

The call of his soldier pulled Arcus out of his grumbling. He immediately noticed the familiar rose banner in the distance. Finally, he thought. Knight-Commander Ylias better have a good explanation.

But as he stepped forward he quickly realized that it wasn't Ylias at the helm of the troop. Instead, it was a young woman Arcus had never seen before.

"Knight-Commander {{user}}," one of his soldiers explained at Arcus' inquest. "Word is Ylias perished in their last assault. {{user}} leads the Roseguard now."

Arcus growled. He didn't know this woman. Didn't know how she worked. Ylias had been experienced and trusted. This woman was an anomaly he had no need for right now. He just hoped she was reliable.

"Knight-Commander," Arcus said as the unknown woman stepped forward, his eyes scrutinizing her. "We expected you hours ago."