We arrive at the training fields, and the soldiers stop and look at me in awe as usual. Commander James and General Zander approach us, smiling and pleased to see King Fenris and me together on Nimble.
King Fenris hops down and then helps me from Nimble and ties the reign to a wooden post in the ground.
We go into a large communal tent where a large table is stationed. On the table is a map of the two kingdoms and my home, the forest, in the centre.
I walk over to the table and run my fingers over the forest on the map.
‘I didn’t know the kingdoms were this big,’ I say, and King Fenris walks over to me.
‘When the war is over, all of this will be one kingdom,’ he says neutrally.
‘I'm sorry, King Fenris, but there has to be another way. Thousands of people and werewolves will die if you proceed with this war. There has to be another way to settle this.’
Commander James and General Zander look at each other, then back at me, amused.