Shifting Tides - Part 2

By now, he had assumed that Asabel, and all the men that had gone with her, would have managed to return to her homeland. They would be gathering up men with each passing day, amassing the grand army that they so required to seize the entirety of the Pendragon territory for their Queen.

In the same breath, however, the armies of the High King would most certainly have been marching as well. Every day, Oliver looked towards the horizon, and he expected to see Emerson armies streaming up after him, and the words of Blackwell's orders for a retreat echoed in the back of his mind. He could well see the walls of Ernest burning, he could well see the ancestral graves at the back of Blackwell's estates torn up, and hundreds of years worth of history rid of, in a single act of pillaging.