It was finally the day to set off to war; Zyran was mounted on his horse along with eighty thousand men prepared to go to war.
Beside him sat Duke Ezekiel who was also leading the troupe to war.
They awaited the king's order; Amira stood at the side along with Novalie, Danielle, Katia, and William with some of the royal servants.
They were sending off their men to war.
Zyran gazed lovingly at Amira from his imposing steed, and she reciprocated with a warm smile, though a hint of concern lingered in her eyes.
"Wait for me, okay?" he said, seeking assurance.
"I will be waiting. Return safely, Zee. I will await your return," she replied, her voice tinged with an underlying worry.
The king emerged, accompanied by Queen Miranda and royal consort Leyla, radiating a regal presence.