'Don 't ask me to be your successor and then deny me the opportunity to protect the team you built, ' the prince bit back.

Huo scratched his beard and groaned, 'Two horses on my workshop tie rail please. Make sure his has a short bow and a sword. Abeba can we get an estimate on some basic armor for the man? Thank you. Anything else Yue? '

The warrior shook his head but Maomao piped up, 'How do you handle the wounded? '

We have kits and the healers come out of the wings to assess and triage. '

'You don 't have a coordinator on point? '

'I would be but I 'm more needed on the front line, ' Huo responded.

Maomao felt the reassuring squeeze, 'Let me assess triage. Are there tags or strips of cloth I can put on the patients with something I can write on for initial notes? '

She felt a tap on her shoulder, Abeba murmured, 'we can talk, ' the apothecary nodded.