Chapter 36: The Catapults

Azrel

“Prince Azrel.”

A loud knock on his door awoke him the morning after the summer festival. Azrel opened his eyes groggily. He had been dreaming about dancing with Anaya. He wondered if they would be able to dance like that ever again.

“What is it Kinth?” he called, slumping out of bed and pulling his tunic on.

“There is an emergency your highness.” Kinth’s voice raised in urgency.

“Anaya.” Azrel thought suddenly, becoming more awake.

Had they discovered her, was she already dead? He opened the door to Kinth’s concerned expression.

“It's about Urvel and Obrien.”

Azrel was relieved but still, he followed Kinth to where they could speak more privately. Once they were safely in the war room Kinth went to the table leaning on it heavily.

“Last night there was an attack.” he pointed to Urvel where the small army had been stationed. “Somehow in the middle of the night reinforcements came and ambushed us. They wiped out the group guarding Urvel.”