Seeing this white strand of fur, Isaac instantly thought of Esther. He truly believed that it must have been she who had saved him from that predicamentjust moments before.
***
Forty kilometers outside the capital of the Seraphym Dynasty, a military camp bustled with anxious energy. Jonah, the general in command, stared at the sand map before him, his face furrowed with worry as his lieutenants and deputies looked on tensely.
"Three months have gone by, and we still haven't managed to breach the capital. If Sir Isaac arrives, it will be too embarrassing to even face him!" Jonah slammed his hand on the table, his frustration clear.
"General, Her Majesty said that if we cannot take it down ourselves, we should wait for Sir Isaac's arrival. The Seraphym Dynasty will eventually fall into our hands," suggested Lieutenant General Levi Thorne, who was well-decorated and served as Jonah‘s strongest aide.
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