She relentlessly urged her horse onward, her feet striking its sides repeatedly, compelling it to run faster than usual.
She cradled Lorian's lifeless form tightly, clutching the reins with determination.
The night wind whipped across her face, tousling her hair in the breeze, and her body bounced upon the saddle.
Her sole objective now was to reach Everkeep and to bear the heavy burden of her actions, all in the name of a greater purpose.
***
Adeline moved from one healer girl to another, her gentle hands checking their well-being.
The room was dimly lit, and the soft flicker of candles cast dancing shadows on the faces of these brave young women.
The journey they had undertaken was fraught with tension, and Adeline couldn't help but recognize the signs of stress etched onto their faces.
She knew all too well that such emotional turmoil could potentially harm the unborn children they carried.