The next morning brought utter chaos to Wistover.
The armies of the two Princes were preparing to head out, by both airship and cavalry over land. But there were refugees coming in, who had no idea what was going on, and they thought that the Cygnia Army believed they were a foreign threat, so they had stopped and set up a defensive camp, which only made logistics more of a nuisance.
Having a thousand scared travellers in the way when you were trying to move an entire army around a city in all directions was not ideal.
But the only others who were around to help were the Axbridge and Mitfield military camps. At least until the sun came up and Dominic was awake to sort out the mess.
The veiled maids were waiting when Dominic got out of the shower, holding up a formal outfit for him in wordless appeal that he immediately get to work.
"Have Beth pack me something to eat as I walk if it's that important." Dominic reluctantly agreed.
