The clash of arms and armor could be heard among the early morning light. Men shouting orders and running to and fro dashed about in the courtyard of the royal stables. It was a sight to be seen! The huge war horses, renowned for their power and stamina, pawed anxiously at the ground. Then the prince, surrounded by his loyal advisers and arrayed in gleaming golden armor, strode purposefully from the entrance. Carefully inspecting the elite of the massive cavalry horde which is the army of Loreos.
They could all taste it in the air.
War had dawned.