~Year 983
Urgent news arrive the royal palace. The beats of the war drums of the forest tribe resound across the forest plains.
The army of the forest tribe ride for Ardenurve, their intent to aid the young Arden clear.
The High King of Vallarta could foresee a great turn of events in Fort Ardenurve.
- The Royal Archives, History of Vallarta.
Myrina walked down the hallways of the Arden castle, keeping her gaze straight she ignored the glances of pity and sympathy passed her way as she headed towards the grand hall of the Arden castle.
The Arden castle had been opened to accommodate all the nobles who had come to bid their last respects to the deceased Lord and Lady of Ardenurve before their coffins would be marched out for the funeral procession.
