(Amelia)
A couple of hours later, the Elves were gathered for a meeting outside with King Alastair. I could see some vampires lurking nearby as if trying to find out what was being discussed.
After my talk with Damien, I felt a lot better. I was nervous that he might not accept my baby, but when he did, it was like a burden being lifted from my shoulders.
Faelen walked up and stood in front of his men, a stance that I noticed he took as if he were going to war. He turned slightly, catching my eye.
"We fight not just for ourselves," Faelen declared, his voice resonating with conviction.
"We fight for our people for our future. And we will not back down." The Elves responded with a unified cheer, their voices strong and unwavering. It sent a shiver down my spine.
They were ready for whatever was coming, but I wasn't sure if I was. I had to be, though. Not just for me, but for my child and Damien.