noc. v

The Past General Kawthar spoke quietly, vehemently, his voice sinking into the once impenetrable walls of his fort. Malikai almost couldn’t differentiate when his words began and ended, though it could just as well have been her fatigue rather than the alien speech. “I can’t understand you,” Lawrence said airily. He was ignored; in fact, …

noc. iv

The Past Aldhein Fort was the only place between their armies and the southern capitol that posed a significant resistance to His Majesty’s campaign and victory; indeed, a majority of the orders of movement to the southern brigades came stamped with the gold flecked seal of Aldhein’s war room. The general’s strategy had kept Lawrence …

noc. iii

The Past Their soldiers had set up a tent for the knights just on the outskirts of the crumbling village. Malikai followed after Lawrence in the direction of their temporary quarters, keeping her head tilted towards the ground as she stepped over the remains of southern soldiers, abandoned swords and helmets. Not an unfamiliar sight, …

noc. ii

The Past Malikai felt a spot of wetness on her cheek, which she wiped away unconsciously. When she pulled her hand back she saw that the tips of her fingers were smudged with blood. The battle had ended. A fire blazed nearby where the last of the southern brigade had fortified themselves inside a general …

noc. i

Prelude "Behold, the saviors of our kingdom!" A thunder of applause ripped through the cerulean sky, banging against the gates of heaven as the men and women and children of Aryaedn crowded below the wooden platform, cheering and throwing flowers even as the kings' guards prodded them back. A small child, hair matted and dirty …