She ordered the falconers to dispatch the signal, not to retreat, but to advance.
She descended the stone steps, her armored skirts clinking. As she reached the center of the gathering, she drew the blade, the metal catching the setting sun. queen_malikamp4
"Surrender is not a strategy, Gidi. It is a waiting room for death," Malika said, her voice calm but carrying across the terrace, silencing the argument below. She ordered the falconers to dispatch the signal,