Princess Wyrd found her voice, getting over the shock of Julie stabbing her brother in the throat. “I don’t understand your words. What have you done?”
“I poured Moon Mother healing-magic into his bloodstream. The magic will seek out his wound and start to repair it from within his body. I have exhausted all of the Moon Mother healing-magic that is within my body. It will take much prayer, time and rest to repeat such an expenditure of effort,” Julie retorted, closing her finger. “I have never before used such high-magic on someone outside of my clan. You should know the healing energy only works for a few days.”
The princess nodded her approval, marveling at the claim. “Thank you for ministering to his needs,” she whispered.
“Your welcome,” …show more content…
“Keep the Royal Archers here to protect the wounded, everyone else join the battle-line.”
The Amarians looked to Princess Wyrd for direction.
“Listen to Lord Solon!” She shouted. “He is in command now. Let’s finish off the bastards.”
The warriors lifted their long serrated spears and shouted out their agreement. “Our Lady is with us!”
The 1st Regiment formed up and turned on its axis with well drilled obedience, something the Raiders could never have accomplished. I wasn’t sure the other Amarian regiments could have moved so smoothly either, after being brutalized by a ferocious enemy. When Captain Minetos’ men turned to face the remaining threat their foot-long spear points, honed sharp and bloodied, flashed in the sun. It was an impressive sight.
What was left of their 2nd company was now in the rear ranks of our line. The 1st company was depleted, but they weren’t messed up like the remnants of the 2nd company and 3rd company. Princess Wyrd and her four men-at-arms stayed in the rear of her half-brother’s regiment, encouraging and reassuring the tired men in the back. The mauled men were still in shock from the beating the Raiders had given their company. I suspected most of their wounded would succumb to a harsh
“I poured Moon Mother healing-magic into his bloodstream. The magic will seek out his wound and start to repair it from within his body. I have exhausted all of the Moon Mother healing-magic that is within my body. It will take much prayer, time and rest to repeat such an expenditure of effort,” Julie retorted, closing her finger. “I have never before used such high-magic on someone outside of my clan. You should know the healing energy only works for a few days.”
The princess nodded her approval, marveling at the claim. “Thank you for ministering to his needs,” she whispered.
“Your welcome,” …show more content…
“Keep the Royal Archers here to protect the wounded, everyone else join the battle-line.”
The Amarians looked to Princess Wyrd for direction.
“Listen to Lord Solon!” She shouted. “He is in command now. Let’s finish off the bastards.”
The warriors lifted their long serrated spears and shouted out their agreement. “Our Lady is with us!”
The 1st Regiment formed up and turned on its axis with well drilled obedience, something the Raiders could never have accomplished. I wasn’t sure the other Amarian regiments could have moved so smoothly either, after being brutalized by a ferocious enemy. When Captain Minetos’ men turned to face the remaining threat their foot-long spear points, honed sharp and bloodied, flashed in the sun. It was an impressive sight.
What was left of their 2nd company was now in the rear ranks of our line. The 1st company was depleted, but they weren’t messed up like the remnants of the 2nd company and 3rd company. Princess Wyrd and her four men-at-arms stayed in the rear of her half-brother’s regiment, encouraging and reassuring the tired men in the back. The mauled men were still in shock from the beating the Raiders had given their company. I suspected most of their wounded would succumb to a harsh