I heard mutters go through the tent, did I ask something wrong?
â No, dearly, those are the rules here,â Another man answered with a friendly expression on his face. I nodded and Azriel directed me to take a seat away from the table.
The men discussed for a long, they were talking about strategy and the reason why the dark wolvesâ attack was massive this time. They were caught off guard. I was bored and I silently went outside, sympathy welled in me again as I walked around the camp. I followed a path down until I saw a huge tent that had a red plus sign, that must be where they take the sick on this part of camp. It was open so I entered, injured men were sleeping on tiny beds, and others were on the floor as they didnât have enough space.
â Can I help?â I asked two doctors who were attending to the soldiers.
â Yes, we could use an extra set of hands. Iâm Chad and thatâs Cain,â
He handed me a large box with supplies in it.
I went to one of the soldiers on the floor and crouched down, his wound looked deep.
â Where are the other doctors?â I asked as I helped clean a manâs wounds. The two men frowned and shook their heads.
â Honestly lady, this part is for the forsaken soldiers, the generals would rather support those with a fighting chance,â he said. I noticed most of them here were severely injured, others looked to have a bad fever only. My heart felt heavy. These people are monsters! Discarding their men like that.
I helped out as much as I could, and I went to check out where they slept. The dorms were dirty with bunkbeds and little medications.
â These living conditions are terrible,â I said.
â This side is, the other camps are so much better, some generals pocket the money the palace send,â Chad said, frowning. He was a tall nerdy cute young man in his late twenties and looked knowledgeable.
â But why?â I asked, sitting next to him.
â Because they think these soldiers have no hope, most of them canât properly fight because of their diseases, infections, or injuries,â Cain said. He gave me a bowl of soup but I shook my head, I wasnât too hungry yet so someone else could have it.
â What is a young woman like you doing in camps?â Cain asked.
â Iâm here with a friend of mine,â They shared a glance before looking at me.
â Then that friend of yours must have power because no woman is allowed to step foot in camps,â
â And why is that?â
â Thatâs how it has always been,â
â But they can train, right?â I asked.
â Itâs a choice, nothing major,â What century were they living in? Despite their latest brands of technology, their mind is still in the 20th century.
â Well, I think itâs paramount for women to train, and if I were king, Iâd make it law that every woman should train and is allowed to join the forces,â I said confidently and they smiled at me. The campsite was quiet at night, and it was getting colder. A few blankets were distributed around and the men were going back to the large room they slept in leaving me with Cain and Chad.
â have you been working here for long?â I asked.
â Our shifts here started three years ago,â Chad said.
â So, doctors come when you are away?â
â yes, I canât imagine not seeing my family,â Cain said.
An hour later, a man came to escort me back to the main camp where Azriel was.
â Alright, Iâll see you next time,â I waved at the men in the tent. They were doing better than before. They thanked me for my hard work today. I smiled at Cain and Chad,
â I should go, I hope to see you again,â I said. They nodded and thanked me too. I left, following the man back to Azriel. He was just concluding with some generals outside. I stood at a distance from them. A man who smiled at me earlier appd me;
â Good evening, young lady, have you looked around the camp?â he asked gently. I nodded.
â Yes, but I think area E is lacking in supplies,â I told him, pointing. The old man only frowned and shook his head,
â We shall do something about it soon,â he said but I didnât believe him, however, I nodded. He excused himself and went away just as Azriel came to me.
â Letâs go,â he said.
We went to the car with him leading me. I entered the car and checked my phone. I found missed calls from Wyatt, he has been busy with the seminar but remembered to call. I felt terrible for missing his calls. I immediately called him back,
â Adira, where are you?â Wyatt didnât sound happy at all. I frowned and bit my lower lips, I didnât know what to say to him.
â um, Iâm with Azriel at one of the borders,â I said quietly. Silence. I could hear his heartbeat.
â Wyatt, I was just home and I wanted-â
â I told you to not associate with my brother, Adira,â he growled. â Couldnât you just listen to me? I know that bastard, heâll start-â He didnât finish his sentence when he growled loudly, making me flinch. He ended the call before I can say a word.
Azriel was leaning against the car door, smoking a cigarette. Iâm sure he heard my conversation with Wyatt and was waiting for me to finish. He threw away his cigar and entered the car.