47. A Concubine, or A Knight

Aurora was not injured, thankfully. And judging by how she could see all her warriors among those that helped in controlling the damage, she knew they were unharmed as well. But she had to be sure.

"Your Highness." Anne was beside her like a ghost, making Aurora quirk up a smile. During their training together, she found out Anne's best trait was sneaking up without being detected, like a cat. She was so good at it that one wouldn't even know she was there. Like right now.

"What is it, Anne?"

"None of the girls are injured. Neela sustained a minor burn on her hand, and Marlen a cut in the thigh. But thanks to their armors the damage isn't much, they will be back on their feet in a few hours." As Anne said that, Aurora spied the two said girls walking together side by side, one with a bandage around her leg and one around her hand. They both looked fit.

"Any casualties?"