In the Lunar pack, the sun was way high in the sky, shining on the field of the castle where Triston and the warriors were standing. Sage was standing at one end of the field with a maid holding an umbrella over her head.
The warriors were undergoing intense training as a result of Triston's rage, and he was treating them like slaves. She hadn't seen him in that mood before, and she was concerned about him; she knew there had to be a reason for his behavior, and he hadn't spoken to her in days.
She didn’t know if he was ignoring her on purpose or if he was just busy. She was watching the warriors with pitiful eyes as they were carrying huge barrels that were tied behind their backs and pulling a huge truck filled with sacks that were filled with grain and food, with a rope that was in th
