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Vol.7, Ch.6, P.4

The din past the south gates had grown, and was growing still. Battlecries and clattering blades; screaming steeds and smiting spells—all was now evident to every ear as the companies of Alban and Serafina sheltered together in unease.

Restless in particular was the princess. She had wished to stop War, but it had come instead to veritably bang upon gate and wall. And to add to that anxiety, her mighty vassals Emilie and Raakel had yet to return.

Whilst she fretted quietly, and the company waited on in watchful whispers, a few knights hastily appeared and joined them anew. One saluted before speaking quickly to Edgar.

“Sir!” his panting report began, “the west—it stirs, as well.”

To this, Edgar nodded. The meaning of the news was clear, and not only to the adjutant: battle, everyone there soon realised,