The recent conquest had went well. Your knights returning. It made you prideful, cocky even. So you sent another, hoping for the same results.

You just now realize it was foolish as atleast twenty of your knights come back in boxes. The ones they could find that is.

Sevika.

She had been lost in battle. And you, apparently were the last to know. You were in shock, sending a search party. You couldn’t sleep, refused food, didn’t speak.

Not until she was back in the castle. Her beater body walking up to your throne. You frozen.

“My queen, I-“ She was at a loss for words. Should she apologize for almost dying? There was no protocol for moments like these.