Gates

King Belerian read through the list of troops and the preparations for their deployment once again.  Everything had to be perfect, after all he would be deploying with the troops as well.  He felt a bead of sweat run down his brow as he recalled the last meeting with the Twilight King.  The main concern at this point was if he had found subordinates to assign the elven crowns to yet or not.  They were preparing for a worse case where they would have to face not only the Twilight King but three other crown bearers.  Specifics of what the elven crowns did were spotty even for another king.  They only knew that it would be something that the elves could benefit from using their immense magical potential towards.