Sara wrapped her arms around Palwin, holding her close as the young woman trembled with exhaustion and fear. "I am here, I am here. They will be back. Don't worry, but now we have to help defend the city."

  "Help fill these," Sara said gently, guiding Palwin toward the containers of gunpowder they'd been preparing for the siege defense.

  Sara started working with Palwin, creating explosive charges while holding back her own tears. The familiar rhythm of careful chemical work helped steady both their nerves as they prepared for whatever would come next.

  Every few minutes, Sara gnced toward the door, hoping to see Tom's familiar figure returning with news of success. But the hours passed slowly, marked only by the methodical creation of weapons they might soon need to defend their home.

  "Tom is strong," Palwin whispered as she carefully measured powder portions.

  "Yes, he is," Sara agreed, trying to project confidence she didn't entirely feel. "He'll find a way back to us."