There was a tense atmosphere inside the spacious tent, decorated with battle banners and maps with marked routes spread out on the table.
The Crown Princess, dressed in a military uniform, sat in the center at a round table surrounded by soldiers who were eagerly awaiting her instructions. Whispers could be heard around as the knights discussed the upcoming battle, and their voices mingled with the crackling of wood in the corner where a small fire was burning.
— Your Highness, — one of the Dark Host army commanders spoke up, raising his voice to attract attention. — Intelligence reports that suspicious movement has been noticed in the enemy's camp. We need to strengthen our positions and prepare our defense. We can't even give the enemy a chance to doubt our victory!
— Is that all the intelligence reports? — the princess asked.
The knight hesitated and replied:
