Sol led Kael through the camp, weaving past rows of tents and soldiers busy at work. In the middle of it all stood a larger, heavily guarded tent with banners flapping in the wind. The guards at the entrance moved aside at Sol's signal. As they walked, Sol glanced at Kael with a tense expression.
"I hope you know some manners and show some respect to Her Highness," Sol said in a low voice.
Kael paused slightly at the entrance and replied, "I'll try."
Sol stopped, blinking in disbelief. 'What do you mean you'll try?!' he screamed inwardly. But by the time he opened his mouth, Kael had already stepped inside.
The atmosphere in the tent changed the moment Kael entered.
It was quiet too quiet—and thick with tension.
