Chapter 79

The sight of fifty-five thousand people marching in unison was a breathtaking spectacle for Varek. The rhythmic thud of their boots on the ground created a resonance that seemed to echo in his very soul. Today was the day, a day that would define the rest of his life. It would soon be etched into the annals of history, the opening chapter of his chronicles of ascension. Finally, he would be more than a nameless warrior, a nobody from a forgotten corner of some faraway viscounty. Soon, he would claim the title of noble, and beyond that? Who could say? Perhaps even the throne of a kingdom awaited him. The mere thought sent a rush of euphoria through his veins, a feeling so profound it bordered on madness.