“Granted, though I need to ask–” Ambrose started. Roaring they both headed for the wall only to stop short at Ambrose’s voice. “I could do that!”
Ambrose shook his head calling them both back inside. Protect him well or all of the knights’ mates may grow upset.” Then she leaned close as she whispered, “Your comrade Sir Thomas is already feeling his mates wrath. There would be time for that much later, though he thought as he stared harder they were tempting him mightily. I am here to reunite the kingdom. I suggest that all of you assume your armor. “Would you slaughter half the populace just to find one?”
Thomas growled an eagerness in his eyes as he hissed. We have to put down the rebellion there before it starts.”
Dawney eyes still large, she was silent as she thought about this turn of events.