The Sacred and the Tormented (Fae of Alastríona #4)

Arianna

Arianna stared at the desk and the stacks of papers waiting for her. She’d already visited the infirmary tent for an hour to heal any who needed it. Most were small wounds from training exercises. She always chastised the warriors to be more careful and they’d bow their heads in shame.

She settled into the chair and picked up the first pile. It was the simplest of the bunch, with handwritten requests from the village elders asking for approval of any changes they wanted to make. She honestly didn’t know why they needed her input at all.

The next stack was a series of reports that she rarely got to read. Rion usually filled her in. It was everything from attacks on nearby towns to the location of Dark Fae that’d been spotted roaming the roads at night. Then there were the reports of movements from any large forces that seemed like they could be problematic. Thankfully, all those groups were still too far to the north, likely just patrols. She hoped. The other reports regarding decimated villages concerned her more, but her father said it was outside their territory and there wasn’t much to be done.