The day has finally came.
Today an unforgettable alliance will form between the two powerful kingdoms in hopes to defeat their common enemy, the Spartans.
On this gloomy cloudy day, you can see Cole standing on the roof balcony of their castle, watching their entire fleet of freshly trained knights exit the castle grounds on their way to visit the Withering Kingdom of Loria in the attempt to join forces.
A nervous expression being on the king's face as they left.
The knights in the front line are holding flags, those just behind them are the more experienced knights riding brown and black horses, the less experienced knights following right behind them.
The castle grounds doors would close after the last of their fleet leave from the safety of their kingdom.
After minutes have passed, Ryan looks over at Katheline at his right side and nods at her with this unforgettable prideful look on his face.
Ryan would speak, "You know.. No matter what happens to us in this upcoming war. It would be a pleasure to die along side a woman with such courage as you."
Katheline nods back at him in agreement to his kind statement, saying "Hmph.. I don't plan on us dying. We will survive this and come back with a story to tell. I'll make sure of that." while she looked back at him to her left side.
The journey to Loria is at least five hours.
Time had quickly passed by as it usually does, before you know it, the fleet finally had reached their destination everyone slowly makes their approach upon the intimidating black massive gated entrance of the Withering Kingdom.
The entire fleet stopped in their tracks.
One moment later, nearly a thousand knights in black armor would come marching out of the kingdom with swords, crossbows and some even sitting proudly on armored polar bears.
A minute after that, Queen Victoria would slowly come out riding the largest armored polar bear until she was in front of everyone else behind her.
Her beauty is unmatched, she is seen wearing a black elegantly-made dress that flows behind her through the gentle wind ever so gracefully. A bright golden crown sits on her head.
The impressive fleet of black armored knights being ready at a moment's notice to defend a full fledged attack if need be.
"Speak your intentions." Victoria says not wasting any of her breathe.