The army had decided to set out at first light so Julian woke up early. He got ready quickly as he felt the sense of urgency. Stepping out of his tent, he saw soldiers packing up and preparing for the journey ahead, their faces focused and determined. Julian took a deep breath, gathering his own resolve as he joined them, ready to march towards the royal palace.
Finally, when the dusk approached, Julian and the Easvil army reached the grand gates of the royal capital. The tall, golden gates stood before them, decorated with the intricate symbol of the royal family: a fierce dragon, shining proudly in the setting sun.
The sight of it filled Julian with awe. It was the reminder of the power and legacy of the kingdom. Soldiers and citizens alike began to gather as they lined up near the walls to witness the army's arrival.
