The Sentinels one by one i'm gonna take them down

She had taken her place at Deirdre's side, the forlorn and forgotten shadow of Donnelaith— feeling the weight of this occasion as heavily as her sister, though she bore it in silence. Her belly churned, anxiety clutching her heart tight, and she leaned gently into the white queen's shoulder for comfort. Emaleth was a child of the forest, and knew in her soul that she belonged here just as much as her sister, but she felt little bond to the wolves before her. Blood was thicker than water, and the dark witch could not bring herself to trust them in the way she trusted family. Nor did they have any reason to trust or follow her.

"I do not know if it is my destiny to lead," she said quietly, "but Donnelaith is my blood, and I know my destiny is at Deirdre's side. I will be her second, and we shall see where this path takes me."