Luther didn't even have time to process the weirdness of Eldric before Elrin, still bowing low, finally stood upright. At Aithur's calm order, "Take us to the sick" she gave a curt nod and turned, shouting over her shoulder for the villagers to prepare a place for their guests. Her tone had a mix of urgency and pride; clearly, she was trying to keep her composure despite the chaos.
Liliana's sharp eyes darted around as she turned to Jio and the knights.
"Keep the carriages safe," she said coldly. "And stay on guard."
Her expression gave away nothing, neither worry nor fatigue, only the blank focus of someone who had seen too much to be easily rattled.
Luther watched Elrin walk away before sighing. "Guess that's our cue," he muttered, following after her. Alina and Liliana immediately fell into step behind him like loyal guards, though between the three of them, Luther was certain he looked the least holy.
