“Okay, now what?” Princess Damelsa sighed to herself. She had completely forgotten that she had strengthened security in the palace since the confirmation of the great battle. She was hiding behind the beam and looking over at the quantified quad. The guards were strolling around and keeping vigilant of every corner in the palace. They were as dedicated as though they were on a personal mission. It must have been personal, as they had loved ones in the village and that village was their home. They had to protect it to protect themselves as well.
“Oh, God! Will I walk through that?!” she scoffed as low as possible.
“Young man,” came a very strong feminine voice. It was bold enough to shake Eon. He gently turned, wishing that the voice was not addressing him. He finally turned and saw the
