And she, the so-called Royal Princess, was utterly powerless in the face of such absolute violence, before the iron law of war.
"No… you can't… Stop… I'm begging you, stop…" Elizabeth's voice was hoarse from crying, her vision blurred by tears. She struggled to rush out but was held back firmly by Alison.
"Your Highness! It's dangerous! You can't go over there!" Alison's voice trembled, but duty forced her to be firm. "This is an order! A necessity of this war!"
"A necessity of war? What does it demand? That we stand by and watch them go to their deaths?!" Elizabeth shrieked, her nails digging deep into Alison's arm. "Those are living people! Not stones! Not wood!"
She snapped her head up, fury blazing in her tear-filled eyes. "Besides, I already sent my Knights to help! Why did Rodrick reassign them?! Isn't Rodrick free? As a Great Knight, he just came here to issue an order. Why can't *he* go up there? He's right here in the area!"
