A few soldiers swore under their breath.
But another countered, "How could they plant anything there? The forest was burned during yesterday's battle. There was nowhere to hide."
The captain shook his head. "Which means if it wasn't the enemy… then something much older, much more dangerous is involved."
"A forest entity? A long-sealed spirit? Something awakened by the fire?" another soldier ventured, voice trembling.
Noel's reply was low and heavy. "Every possibility must be considered. We can afford to ignore none."
For a moment, no one spoke. The night wind brushed against the tents, making them sway.
"We must prepare for anything," Noel said, looking each soldier in the eye. "Strengthen the perimeter. No one enters or leaves without my approval."
The group nodded.
Then the captain asked quietly, "Noel… if Lady Valerie's condition worsens… will you still refuse to notify the Duke?"
