The next morning at dawn.
Aric had met with Aszer at the castle some hours earlier. From there, he and the king rode to the Miredis stretch. Aside from Ezra's Path, which ran through the heart of formidable kingdoms, Miredis also offered them a passage to the kingdoms north of Valeria.
This northern road passed through the outskirts of three of these northern realms, and when goods were carried to them, they were then transported to other kingdoms through Ezra's Path. Beyond those lands lay the Northern River.
The Northern River emptied into the Stygian Sea, the body of water dividing Valeria from the Northrend Empire.
The prince now stood, his face masked as his armor was being strapped to him, and around him stood an army.
Men, horses, and banners—it stank of war.
Yet the prince stood unshaken in the vast sea of soldiers, the Byzeth forces stretching in all directions, close to a thousand men strong.
