Summer 966 MC
The assault began as the sun rose in the east. The Trolls led the way, moving slowly to allow others to keep up. Behind them, came the men of Merceria, spears and swords ready to take the fight to the enemy. The Elves of the Darkwood came next, followed by the Dwarves of Stonecastle, Ironcliff, and Mirstone. Amongst them marched the Orcs, their disciplined ranks in stark contrast to their savage reputation. Never before had this many races of Eiddenwerthe stood shoulder to shoulder, a testament to the power of a queen to unite people.
Gerald watched them march by. He was worried—not about the battle but Anna"s fate. Taking on Kythelia herself was a far cry from leading her army. He feared he might never see her again.
"May I join you?" He turned to see Lady Jane.
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