AYLETH
As she weaved through the crowds, her Knight hurried alongside, hissing at her for caution, but she only shot him a look over her shoulder and tugged him into the barracks as soon as they were past the arena. The dark corridors were empty and echoing, all the soldiers either out guarding, or watching the sports.
"We have to stop this!" she snapped at Falek. "They're going to kill each other!"
"Princess, I know your cousin is young, but he can take a hit. He'll beat the man later and—"
