Tave stepped out of the house just moments after their father had departed, and after Lily had headed off to attend matters at the Knight Academy. The midday air felt sharper than usual, like the world itself was bracing for something.
There was something important he needed to do. Something that couldn't wait, no matter how scattered and chaotic his thoughts had become. His mind felt like a storm, with waves of realization crashing one after another.
First, the delay of the forest elves of Vensalor. Allegedly due to heightened monster activity in the sea.
Second, the disturbing possibility that demons were already beginning to stir within the Dissidia Kingdom.
Third, the arrival of Princess Baneth in Deadbay City.
Each of these events, on their own, might have seemed like separate concerns. But not to Tave. Not now.
It all felt connected. Interwoven in a way that made the truth impossible to ignore.
A war was coming.
