The day began early for the people of Goldenveil.
Even without a priest, since their only one had died in a goblin attack a few months earlier, they always rose before dawn and began their prayers.
Faith in the Nine was strong in Goldenveil. Especially now, when the gods were seen as the ones who had blessed them with their new Lord.
Even without a priest to guide them, their devotion never wavered.
After their daily prayers, they made breakfast and went to work.
A simple, peaceful routine. But today, they were met with a different sight.
Their lord stood at the settlement's edge, fully clad in armor, a sword hanging at his waist.
"My lord… I truly think you shouldn't go hunting alone with that woman! Allow me to accompany you," Alaric exclaimed, stepping in front of Ethan and Evelyn.
"The renovations at the barracks have already begun. You need to inspect the construction," Ethan said.
