Samantha stood near the center of the courtyard, her posture straight and commanding, giving instructions to a group of young women who were diligently working to tidy up the remaining debris from the recent battles.

“Make sure the market stalls are cleared properly,” she called out, her voice carrying authority but tinged with warmth. “Check every corner, sweep the stones, and arrange the goods neatly. Don’t leave anything half-done.”

The young ladies nodded, quickly moving to ...