With the first rays of the morning sun gently bathing the camp in its golden light, the campers stirred from their slumber, emerging from their tents one by one. Stretching their limbs and letting out sleepy yawns, they greeted the promise of a new day with a sense of anticipation and adventure. The air carried the invigorating scent of dew-kissed grass, refreshing their senses and serving as a reminder that they were immersed in the embrace of the great outdoors.
Amid this tranquil awakening of nature, Conradin and Enrico, found themselves seated by the crackling campfire. Their conversation gravitated toward the looming prospect of a campaign against Epirus in the upcoming year.
