For Who Does The Horn Blow
Sonja watched the unfolding battlefront from her observation platform with a bleak expression on her face. Twisting her beautiful features into something that you would not want to cast your idle gaze upon in case, it provoked her ire.
"You! Why has the Marquis not provided reinforcements for the second ring gate yet?" Sonja's voice thundered at the noble who was close by to relay her orders.
Her plans had relied on the timely support provided by the Marquis and his troops. Instead, it had been one mistake after another. The section of the first ring wall that he was set to guard was the first to fall under the heroes onslaught, and now he was nowhere to be seen when he was needed the most.
"I'm sorry. Your Highness. But all attempts to locate the Maquis have failed. Several other nobles and their forces have also gone missing." The small-time noble stuttered in response.
"Fuck!"