Ardaigh's mind wandered as she rode with her little army through the forest leading to what was once Rosellia. She thought of her beloved daughter back in Avalonne. The little boy she'd already fallen in love with. Her dearest friends. Her loving husband, who rode beside her. All the things she could lose if this rebellion went wrong.
"Ari?" Garrett said beside her, drawing her thoughts back to the present.
She looked at him. "Yes?"
"We're almost there," he replied. "Are you sure you want to do this?"
She sighed, looking around at those who had volunteered to take back her kingdom with her. So many faces, both foreign and familiar, all willing to fight. Above them, she heard the growls and chatter of the dragons that had so eagerly come along. "We can't turn back now, Garrett," she said. "We've come too far to give up."
He nodded, and not long after, the troupe broke through the treeline. Ardaigh coul