Ophelia nodded and walked to her cabin. She dressed for the night and crawled into bed. She sat there a moment before asking her dad to keep dreams at bay before she drifted off to sleep.

She woke up early the next morning and dressed for a battle. Which was slightly amusing considering she was wearing jeans and a t-shirt. She grabbed her bow and quiver and pulled it over her shoulder. She held the strap and string as she left the cabin. Soon, they'd be going to war.