ZAHRA
Roughly a month after the strange attack, things were still eerily quiet.
Little by little, we were all starting to lower our guards. As reckless as it may sound, we had enough experience from our hectic past to know that our enemies rarely waited so long in between attacks. Besides, we had done everything we could to fortify our defenses. Should they come for us again, we were prepared.
Tyrone was still hesitant about reducing the number of men patrolling our borders, even though nothing seemed to be out of the ordinary. Our sentinels didn’t report any unusual findings aside from a few occasional rogues that were quickly taken down. Once a week, scouts were sent beyond our territory to search for possible threats, but they always came back empty-handed.
We were starting to think
