After the thrilling duel between Isabelle and Crimson, the royal family and their guests decided to retire for the evening, getting some well-deserved rest before embarking on their journey to the Azov Kingdom, the kingdom of the dragons, tomorrow. The fatigue of the day's events was evident, and everyone looked forward to a peaceful night's rest before the long journey ahead. The thought of facing the dragons and navigating the treacherous paths of their kingdom was daunting, and everyone wanted to be well-rested and prepared.
Ares, however, had other plans. He sought out his father, Ankasas, to discuss the plans for their journey and the potential challenges they might face in the Azov Kingdom. He found Ankasas in his chambers, deep in thought.
"Father," Ares said, entering the room. "I wanted to talk to you about our plans for tomorrow. Are we truly prepared for what lies ahead in the Azov Kingdom?"
Ankasas looked up, his eyes piercing.
"We have no choice, Ares. The fate of our kingdoms depends on our success. We will depart at dawn, and I expect everyone to be ready."
Ares nodded, his mind racing with the possibilities. "I'll make sure everyone is prepared, Father. But what about the dragons? What can we expect?"
"The dragons are fierce and proud creatures," Ankasas said, his voice serious. "But they are also noble and just. If we approach them with respect and caution, they may prove to be valuable allies."
Ares nodded, his determination growing. "I'll make sure to advise the others, Father. We'll be ready for whatever lies ahead."
With their plans discussed, Ares bid his father goodnight and retired to his chambers, his mind focused on the challenges ahead. Tomorrow would be a day of great importance, and he was determined to be prepared.
The night passed slowly, the kingdom bathed in the soft glow of moonlight.
The royals and their guests slept fitfully, their dreams filled with visions of dragons and adventure. Tomorrow would bring a new day, full of challenges and opportunities. They would face it together, as a family, and emerge stronger and more united than ever. The day of departure finally arrived, and the kingdom was bustling with activity. Horses were saddled, and carriages were arranged, ready to take the group on their journey to the Azov Kingdom. The royal family and their guests emerged from the palace, dressed in their finest attire, ready to embark on their quest.
Ares, Eris, and Haphestus were already mounted on their horses, looking every inch the powerful gods they were. Isabelle and Crimson were also on their horses discussing the route to take.
"We'll follow the main road to the Azov Kingdom," Ares said, his eyes scanning the horizon. "It'll be the fastest way, but we'll need to be cautious. We don't know what kind of darkness lurks in the air. It's the fastest way to get there but it's has a lot of dangers on the way"Ares continues,Crimson nodded, his phoenix flames flickering in anticipation. "Don't worry,we'll be fine"
With a final check of the carriages and horses, the group set off, their spirits high and their determination unwavering. As they departed, the kingdom's gates swung open, revealing the open road ahead. The group rode out, their horses' hooves echoing through the morning air, ready to face whatever lay ahead.
The journey to the Azov kingdom had begun, and the fate of their kingdoms hung in the balance.