Author's Note: I have been trying to get back into writing this story but personal life and just the lack of connection to the story have made it hard for me. In all honesty I will likely be wrapping this up in the next chapter or two and trying to find inspiration in some other place with some other story line. Sorry guys!
The Royal Family had been moved away from the castle and brought to Roland at the makeshift command center for the Enchancian army. In reality, it was nothing more than a glorified tent at the heart of a sea of tents, looking more like something from what we know as the Civil War Era.
At first, Roland had put off sending for them but with how Magnus was advancing his attacks on Enchancia it seemed as though he would get to the castle before reaching him. He couldn't imagine not being able to get to what was left of his family and he knew that there was nowhere else to send them.
Sofia was grateful to be near Cedric, even if he was stepping up to serve her father in battle. Magnus had pulled out all the stops and was using his Royal Sorcerer to help in battle. Cedric was a good sorcerer and this time his nerves were not getting to him for some unknown reason.
Amber had finally found comfort in her solace. Desmond was leading a tactical team at the behest of Roland but in the down time he found himself with Amber and she was grateful. She had always felt for Desmond but up until now she would never allow her feelings to be revealed in such a raw way; after James… well, she didn't care to hide within herself anymore.
Even with the darkness surrounding them, the Royal Family found the light within each other and felt safe. That little bit of comfort brought them hope.
Magnus sat back in grandiose chair and listened to the scout's latest report, dreading what was to come as he heard things falling into place.
Normally, Magnus would be sitting back in his castle and letting the dirty work be done for him but given the history he had with Roland he felt like being present was the least he could do. He stayed with his men and it gave them the impression that he wanted to be a leader among the people; they rallied behind him and fought harder thinking that Magnus was there to fight with them. Nothing could be further from the truth…
When the scout departed, Magnus was soon surrounded by militia men asking what the next step was to be. He knew it had to be done and directed his men to pull the backup from the front lines that were headed toward the castle and advance them toward Roland and the Royal Family. He needed to end this and he knew that as dawn broke the next day that it would be done.
Magnus had hoped that it would never come to this but soon found that hope was liar.