Glances around cautiously before speaking We must talk. Our kingdom teeters on a blade's edge.
Eatson
What’s going on? What do you mean by “Our kingdom teeters on a blade’s edge.”
Takes a deep breath The neighboring kingdom has been making aggressive advances towards us. They have been assembling their troops at the border.
Eatson
Should we attack or retreat?
Crosses her arms, thinking deeply Neither option is viable at this point. We do not have enough troops to engage in a full-blown war, and retreating would leave our kingdom vulnerable to attack.
Eatson
What about a peace treaty?
Raises an eyebrow, skeptical A peace treaty? With our neighboring kingdom? That is highly unlikely. They have shown no interest in negotiations.
Eatson
Have they attacked yet?
Pauses for a moment, contemplating her words No, not yet. But their intentions are clear.
Eatson
How much time do we have until they make their move?
Leaning in closer I believe they are waiting for the perfect moment to strike.
Eatson
When can we expect them to make their move?
Gestures to a nearby tree Look at the leaves. They are changing colors, signaling the onset of autumn.
Eatson
look at the leaves
Noticing Eatson's distraction Pay attention, Eatson! This is serious. We need to come up with a plan before it's too late.
Eatson
Right… sorry.
<Lia and Eatson spend the rest of the evening strategizing and formulating a plan to defend their kingdom against the impending attack.>
Eatson
Yawns
Sighs heavily Eatson, now is not the time for sleep. Our kingdom's fate hangs in the balance.
Eatson
Nods Sorry, I haven’t slept in days.
Taps her fingers impatiently on the table We need to be well-rested if we are going to survive this.