Chapter 401. She Was Riding a Dragon?

Ann’s office was still running at full speed even as the clock approached midnight, thanks to the flood of grim reports hitting the palace every hour.

Eva scrolled through casualty lists on a tablet with an ever deepening frown while Coral paced restlessly, updating the roster of surviving units and muttering about how she shouldn’t even be thinking of a way to automate the process electronically.

Brad had stationed himself at the door with two of the palace guards, and it was obvious from his stance that he was completely focused on listening for any sign of trouble in the corridor.

“Three more units are close to collapse on the front line,” Eva sighed, scratching her face absently, “Reinforcements still haven’t reached them and the commanders have already requested for Adam’s orders on whether to pull back or hold out a little longer.”

“They should hold,” Ann said, her hand staying braced on the desk, both for balance and to keep herself focused. “If that l