Addeline? Yes Chief!

TRAUMA

As Marcus and Addeline continue their discussion, they are suddenly interrupted by a shout from a nearby soldier.

"We're under attack!" the soldier yells, his voice filled with panic. "Enemy forces are approaching fast!"

Marcus and Addeline turn to each other, their faces filled with fear and determination.

"We have to move," Marcus says, grabbing Addeline

They break into a run, with Marcus leading the way as they head towards the nearest cover. Around them, chaos rules as soldiers scramble to man their positions and defend against the incoming attack.

They break into a run, with Marcus leading the way as they head towards the nearest cover. Around them, chaos rules as soldiers scramble to man their positions and defend against the incoming attack.

As they hide behind a makeshift barricade, Marcus and Addeline exchange a nervous glance. The sounds of battle are growing louder and more intense, the air thick with tension.

Marcus turns to Addeline, his expression serious.

"Stay here," he says, his voice firm. "I'll go and see what's happening."
"Marcus I can't just stay here"

Addeline shakes her head vehemently.

"No, I'm coming with you," she insists. "I'm not staying here while you go into danger alone."

Marcus looks at her, his expression torn. He knows how stubborn Addeline can be, and he knows that trying to convince her to stay behind is likely a lost cause.

"It's dangerous out there," he says, trying to reason with her.

Marcus takes Addeline's shoulders firmly, fixing her in place.

"Listen here," he says, his tone authoritative. "I'm your commander, not your little friend. We're in a war, and what I say goes. You will stay here where it's safe."

Addeline scowls at him, her eyes narrowing in annoyance.

"I'm not some damsel in distress," she protests. "I can handle myself in a fight."

Marcus sighs, his expression softening slightly.

"I know you can handle yourself," he says. "But I can't focus on the battle if I'm worried about you. I need you to stay here where it's safe."

The war had raged for years, claiming countless lives on both sides. But eventually, the tide of battle began to turn, and the opposing sides gradually found themselves at a standstill.

With no clear winner in sight, both factions were left exhausted and depleted, their resources stretched to the limit. The thought of continuing the fight seemed unbearable to both sides.

One by one, ceasefires were called, and negotiations were begun. As the talks progressed, the two sides began to realize that the only way to end the bloodshed was to find a compromise.

Weeks turned into months as the negotiators worked tirelessly to hammer out a peace agreement that both sides could live with. It was a complex and delicate process, filled with heated debates and difficult concessions.