Shortly after lunch, Doran planned to continue training the soldiers and perhaps patrol around Goldenveil, so they could begin to tame the forest surrounding them.
But just before training resumed, Ethan appeared at the barracks.
"My lord..." Doran knelt immediately, bowing his head.
"How are things going?" Ethan asked as he stepped into the office, picking up a few sheets of paper from the desk where Doran had been writing, apparently combat techniques.
"Well, my lord. I've begun teaching the guards the swordplay of the Fallen Sun Empire, and they're learning quickly." Doran said, pausing for a moment as he noticed the shock spreading across Ethan's face.
Ethan had read about a past empire in his family's library, one led by the Emperor of the Burning Sun, who had unified the entire continent.
It was said that he once cleaved the sun itself in half across the sky, giving his empire that name.
But there was a problem.
