Miller's Estate, Azure Valley
The sudden sound of steel boots thumping the earth can be heard across the estate grounds, steady and firm. A battalion of knights, no fewer than a hundred in number, marched in formation toward the estate gates; their armor looked polished under the sunlight, shields strapped across their backs and lances raised in perfect rhythm.
The sight of a whole battalion marching is surely threatening, an armed company arriving without any invitation and definitely not coming as a guest to their estate, their very presence filled with challenge.
At their head rode a figure both Olivia and Ivan recognized instantly, though the years between now and then had done nothing to soften the dread her appearance inspired.
