As the warriors of Zephyros and Valeidio reached the border of their lands. The journey had been long, their victory hard-earned, but now, with their home just within reach, the atmosphere was filled with a bittersweet sense of parting.
Kaelix rode at the front, his shoulders squared with pride, but his heart heavy with the knowledge that his time with his Zephyros warriors had come to an end. As they approached the point where the lands of Zephyros began to blend with the Valeidio territory, the warriors of Zephyros began to pull their horses to a stop, exchanging quiet words and farewells with their prince.
"Kaelix," Lysander said, pulling his horse beside Kaelix's, his voice a mixture of warmth and farewell, "take care of yourself. We'll be waiting for you at home."
Kaelix smiled, though there was a sadness in his eyes. "I'll be back soon. And when I do, I expect to see a report of all the victories you've claimed in my absence."
