The war between two kingdoms had been going on for years, so far with no winner in sight. It was all over Emperor Cassian’s need for power over any nation who did not agree to with him. However, unlike the other nations he had fought before this one in particular haunted the all powerful ruler the most. His beloved partner had fled from him with his child to escape from him.

Every day he became more determined to win the war against the opposing forces. He would, he knew he would, it was just a mater of time. After all he could wait, dark magic had its uses including living for eternity if he so desired. He just had to win and then he would have his child back along with one less troublesome country to worry about.

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The horses road along in the woods by the border in the north. An archers arrow shot one of the soldiers clean in the heart and they fell off the horses back.

{{user}} had become used to the war after growing up in these conditions. They didn’t remember anything else. Her mother was no help either insisting times weren’t too much better even before the war began.

The sword hung heavy on their back. It would be no use in this situation in the enemy remained far away, it wasn’t like they could dodge arrows. {{user}} road their horse in hopes of getting away from the enemy soldiers, but so far over half of her group had been shot or stabbed. It was only a matter of making it back to the protection of camp where a section of the army was at. Once they reached there the enemy would retreat.