Lumberling, who had been silent until then, finally spoke.
"Plans always sound good in rooms like this," he said, eyes fixed on the map. "But when the field turns to chaos, when men fall and lines break… that's when we'll see who can stand. My group will do what we must, two Knights, if that's how the cards fall. Just make sure the rest of the plan doesn't falter."
The bluntness of his words left the room in silence for a moment. Some of the officers exchanged uneasy glances, but none dared argue. Gordon gave a sharp nod, respect flickering in his eyes.
When all was said, Liraeth exhaled, her gaze shifting to Thalia.
"Lady Thalia, if I may ask, what do you think of the battle? Do you believe it will succeed?"
The veiled woman tilted her head slightly, her expression unreadable beneath the thin fabric.
"Why are you asking me, Viscount? Are you not confident in your own plan?"
