The war began at dawn.
Kaelira was standing on the eastern wall of the capital when the first horn echoed across the valley.
It wasn’t one horn.
It was dozens.
The sound rolled over the mountains like thunder, sending a chill through every soldier on the battlements.
A young scout climbed the watchtower, breathing so hard he could barely speak.
“My Queen…”
“They’re here.”
Kaelira looked toward the horizon.
At first, all she saw was morning mist.
Then the mist began to move.
No…
It wasn’t mist.
It was an army.
Thousands upon thousands of soldiers marched toward the capital, their crimson banners stretching farther than the eye could see.
The earth trembled beneath their feet.
Beside her, Lucien exhaled slowly.
“This is every force the Crimson Fang has.”
Darian rested his h
