[Charlotte finds herself beaming at that, and she's privately glad that Camilla can't turn back to look at her right now. This isn't the sort of thing she should really be this excited about, but there's something so freeing in flying... Maybe she can ask Camilla for another ride sometime soon. Just as a little stress relief or something.

But anyway, the rest of the army is coming into view, and Charlotte reminds herself that she needs to be exactly what they expect and want of her. Time to slip the mask back on. Though really, she's not entirely sure when it started coming off...]

Thank you so, so much for helping me out, Lady Camilla! I just don't know where I would be if you hadn't been there to help!