NINETEEN
Kythelia
SPRING 966 MC
Queen Kythelia looked out the window as the carriage passed through the gate.
"Finally," she said. "After all these years, I have returned."
"You've been here before?"
The queen looked at Princess Margaret. The Human had proven to be of great benefit over the last few years, learning the art of Necromancy with ease.
"Yes, but not for some time," the Elf admitted. "I have not set foot in Summersgate for over two thousand years."
"I wasn't aware the capital of Weldwyn was that old?"
"It isn't, but long before Summersgate was built, an Elven kingdom stretched all the way to what you call the Thunder Mountains."
"But that would include all of Merceria!"
"And so it did, and right here, at this very location, was the Elven city of Mith-Drunuin."
"An El
