“I will have a route drawn up for you,” Aleledai added. “Find a second you can trust and I will hand it over to them.”
They all parted ways after that. Selati went off to receive orders from his group leader, Opati, and Aleledai had a monumental list to tasks to complete before they march off to war. Three days.
* * * *
If Aleledai bothered to dwell on his time leading up to the battle, he would have cried in frustration. Three days was a blur of sleepless nights and worrisome days, gone too fast to be real. At the same time, three days crawled by with each problem sticking in his mind like a thorn, irritating him to the brink of quitting, if only for a quiet moment to gather his wits.