[CupcakeDolly]

Dolly had taken a seat, watching her fellow medic treat a wounded soldier and listening to the conversation around her. For some reason, she couldn't stay focused on the topic. Why did they fight? For the queen of course, what other reason did she need?

As Sir Funk left, Dolly spotted something outside. She stood and walked to the entrance, finding the package that had been left and the letter that accompanied it. She smiled, and something like doubt touched her, then quickly left. Reconsider? For what reason? She had been made to serve.