Veridian awakened to reports of border skirmishes as the outlanders grew restless. Commander Tarsus knew from experience what happened if these disputes were ignored. It was why Veridian’s brother fell. Pacifism only works so far. The Dragon Lady differed from the Prince. She would fight refusing to give up people to the slavery of the outer world. Tarsus swore his fealty to her because she stood in the gap between the weak and weary.
“Tarsus, what do you recommend?” she inquired as her eyes raked over the reports.
“An immediate response. Our people have retreated inward. Some have already been taken, my lady,” Tarsus returned.
“Pull the citizens inward and release the warhounds in between the outer walls.”
Tarsus nodded sharply. It would be bloody but it would stop the encroachment. He knew his mistress. She was already formulating a plan to free the taken. She left no one behind.