The scent of pine and ash lingered in the wind as dawn painted the skies in shades of amber and fire. A restless energy had settled over the camp—an anticipation that clung to every breath. Warriors moved like shadows through the trees, armor clinking softly, blades being sharpened in silence.
Aria stood at the center of it all, cloaked in resolve. The council had dispersed hours ago, yet she hadn't slept. Sleep was a luxury leaders no longer had.She had to plan and plot for every mission ahead to ensure success.They can't afford to make mistakes at this crucial time.
Kael approached, two steaming cups of herbal brew in hand. "You need to rest."He said worryingly.
She accepted the cup without looking at him. "I will. After tonight's mission."
He exhaled heavily. "You've done enough for a dozen lifetimes.You haven't rested enough these days."
You should do that, they're depending on you and can't afford to see you break down. Don't push yourself too much.
