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Chapter 367: Chapter 367
Ventari's Point of View
Dwardew Ruined Gate
I didn't realize how bad the situation was. Only a few hundred got past Arthur, and even with all the civilians present, we were exhausted. The sounds of battle started to die down both inside and outside. We had captured five prisoners. A few of them were injured, and I wasn't sure they would actually make it. Still, given our force's exhaustion, it was a miracle we only had a few on our own side killed.
Dwar stood next to me, barely winded. "It would appear we are victorious." He commented and looked up to the Dwarves on the ruined gate. "Lady Turiel was a blessing in this battle."
Although he said that, I really looked at him. Parts of his body would convulse randomly, and his fingers were shaking. Even his gaze seemed distant. When I thought about it, I realized that fighting that many foes was unheard of. If he truly wiped out that entire army, then he singlehandedly faced insurmountable odds. Of course, he would be tired.
"Regardless, this is a cause for a celebration! Our enemy's forces have been vanquished, and our people are still here!" I announced. "Break out the ale! Fire up the smiths for some good old fashioned Dwarven culinary! Tonight, we celebrate!" Cheers rang out as I looked out across the people.
I turned back to Arthur, expecting to see some look of relief, but all I saw was indifference. He watched them celebrate, and that was all. The man soon walked off toward the palace without waiting for anyone else. Biting my lips at the uncaring attitude, I felt conflicted. Was he that nervous about the Wraith?
"Mother?" Vitar's voice called out.
My attention shifted to my son. "This victory is yours as much as it is his." I told him. "Arthur may have been the one to save us, but we wouldn't have had anything to save if you had not stepped up in the way you did." With a smile, I put my hands on his cheeks. "I'm so proud of you. You're going to make a great king, my son."
He smiled as I hugged him, and I heard him whisper back to me. "This glory isn't just mine. If not for General Dwar, and the men and women of Dwardew, none of us would be here right now. I could only lead those willing and try my best to convince those who weren't. What you see is the result." Vitar stated. "Had I not had you and father as my predecessors, I fear not many would've been willing to listen to such a young and foolish prince." It was a nice hug, and I pulled away after a moment.