Lucian's POV

“It’s been more than a century since the world has seen a battle of this magnitude,” Uncle John commented, his eyes focused on our gathered troops. We stood at the bustling port, watching as half of our forces boarded the waiting ships.

“I’m glad to offer such a show,” I responded, clad in my armour, and my expression was serious.

“You know I trust you completely, Lucian, and I’ll always stand behind your choices. But I have to ask one last time. Are you absolutely confident about this sudden decision?” Uncle John peered into my eyes. I pressed my lips together in response.

If it had been anyone...