Chapter 47 - The March to Arcanis

The bustling courtyards and tall spires of the palace were bathed in an orange glow as the sun descended over the magnificent kingdom of Valtheon. Queen Sylara stood tall on the balcony above, her royal presence drawing everyone's attention. Her pale, piercing eyes shone with purpose, and her long hair blew in the evening breeze. Below her, the faces of Valtheon's witches and magicians were lit up with anticipation. "Today is the day we have been waiting for” Queen Sylara began, her voice strong and resonating throughout the courtyard “Our longstanding adversary, Arcanis, will be defeated” A murmur echoed through the audience as she held up her palm to the sky, "I've seen it. A vision, a vision of the future—has shown it to me. Their armies will disperse like leaves in the wind, and Arcanis's fortifications will collapse. The time for war has arrived” With stern conviction on their faces, the witches and wizards nodded in agreement. They had anticipated this day for a long t