Chapter Forty-Three Elara
Elara’s heart raced as she stood atop the battlements, the sound of battle echoing in her ears. The clash of swords and the shouts of warriors reverberated around her, but all she could focus on was the fierce determination in Luca’s eyes as he fought to protect her. They had pushed back Barrow’s forces for now, but she knew the battle was far from over.
With a deep breath, she surveyed the battlefield below. Their soldiers fought valiantly, holding the line against the relentless onslaught. But as she looked out over the chaos, she spotted movement—a new wave of Barrow’s men, rallying for a second attack. They had to act quickly.
“Luca!” she shouted, her voice cutting through the din. “We need to regroup our troops and prepare for a counterattack. If we can strike now while they’re disoriented, we might turn the tide in our favor!”
“Right!” he replied, adrenaline fueling his movements as he wiped sweat from his brow. “But we need to get you somewhere safer first. You shouldn’t be out here in the thick of it!”
“No,” she insisted, her voice firm. “I can’t stand back and let you and the others fight while I hide. I am the queen, and my place is with my people.”
Luca hesitated, his eyes searching hers, weighing the risks. But then he nodded, a newfound resolve settling between them. “Okay, then let’s do this together.”
Elara felt a rush of pride at their shared purpose. They would fight side by side, as they had always intended. “Gather the commanders!” she called out to the nearby soldiers, her voice steady. “We need to formulate a plan!”
The men and women around her sprang into action, shouting orders and moving to organize the troops. Elara felt the pulse of her kingdom in her veins, the heartbeat of those who depended on her. She would not falter now.
As the commanders gathered, Elara took a moment to collect her thoughts. She needed to be the leader they all believed in, to embody the strength that they required. She looked at each of them, meeting their eyes, sharing the weight of what lay ahead.
“Listen,” she began, her voice ringing out with authority. “We’ve already proven that we can push back against Barrow’s forces. He underestimates us, and that is our advantage. If we launch a counterattack now, while they’re still reeling from our previous assault, we have a chance to break their momentum.”
A murmured agreement spread through the commanders, and Elara felt a surge of confidence. “We need to position the archers on the hill and send our cavalry to flank them. Kira, can you coordinate with the archers and ensure they’re prepared to fire at my signal?”
“Absolutely,” Kira replied, her eyes alight with determination.
“Luca, I want you to lead the infantry in the front lines. You’ll create a distraction while I lead the cavalry around to hit them from the side. We’ll catch them off guard.”
“Are you sure that’s wise?” he asked, concern flickering in his gaze. “I don’t want you in harm’s way.”
“I have to be there,” she insisted, her voice unwavering. “I can’t ask them to follow me into battle if I’m not willing to stand with them. I need to show them that I believe in our cause.”
“Alright,” he said, the resolve in her eyes softening his concern. “Just promise me you’ll be careful.”
“I promise,” she replied, her heart swelling with gratitude for his unwavering support.
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