Fraya
Our army is standing ready and at attention. Everyone dressed in silver armor that blends in with the snow surrounding us, but it won’t blend in with the red and orange that is constantly covering the Autumn court. Everyone looks fierce and ready to fight, but I can see the fear in their eyes. They would be stupid not to fear the fight that is to come, stupid to not fear death and the unknown. When Donahue and I arrived an hour ago, we quickly stripped off and washed before getting in our own armor. Where everyone else is dressed in silver, Donahue, the twins, Alexander and I are dressed in gold. We will be the first to run into battle, leading the rest. I had begged Carlina to not go in first, to stay behind, but she refused, saying that maybe if she is there in the fight instead o
