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STEEL AND FLESH BEAUTIFUL SUNRISE
Lord Mordian lay peacefully in his slumber, a contented smile gracing his lips. His dreams carried him to a realm of blissful tranquility, where he reveled in the memory of Lady Stiora's warm embrace and the tender kisses they had shared the previous night. The sensations lingered, and his heart stirred with a mix of longing and anticipation.Deep within his subconscious, a voice whispered Lady Stiora's name, gently urging him to wake. At first, the call was faint, muffled by the layers of dreamscape that enveloped him. But gradually, its persistence grew, tugging at his consciousness until he could no longer ignore it.As his awareness slowly returned, the ethereal remnants of his dreams clung to his senses, making him yearn for the touch of Lady Stiora's hand and the softness of her lips against his. The memory of their shared moments flooded his mind, intertwining with the reality of his awakening.With a sudden jolt, Lord Mordian's eyes snapped open, his heart still intoxicate
STEEL AND FLESH THE NEW ORDER 1
The servants held Lord Mordian's gaze, their eyes reflecting a sense of playfulness mixed with reverence. Breaking the suspenseful silence, the dark-haired servant spoke, her voice carrying a melodic quality. "I am Aurelia, my lord," she said, her words flowing with a hint of mystery.The redhead servant, her eyes sparkling, followed suit. "And I am Octavia," she replied, her voice carrying a subtle hint of mischief.Lord Mordian nodded in acknowledgment, a sense of satisfaction settling within him. Aurelia and Octavia, their names now etched in his mind, added another layer of intrigue to their presence. Yet, he remained steadfast in his commitment to Lady Stiora, knowing that these encounters were meant to test his fidelity.With a subtle shift in focus, Lord Mordian turned his attention to the sumptuous feast laid before him. The delicate aroma of roasted figs and the sweet allure of dates enticed his senses, tempting him to indulge. He reached for a fig, its flesh tender and s
STEEL AND FLESH THE NEW ORDER 2
Lord Mordian, determined to fulfill his duty, took one final sip of the wine, savoring its taste before setting the amphora aside. He then rose from his seat, a sense of purpose enveloping him. In a corner of the chamber, a luxurious purple robe adorned with intricate golden embroidery lay waiting. He donned the robe, the richness of its fabric serving as a reminder of his position and responsibility.With the purple robe draped regally around his shoulders, Lord Mordian walked behind the Bauthinian captain, following the resolute figure through the opulent halls of the castle. The captain's silver-scaled armor gleamed, and the crimson plume of feathers atop his helmet danced with every step, a striking contrast to Lord Mordian's purple attire.As they traversed the corridors, Lord Mordian's thoughts were consumed by the impending meeting with King Lauihnio. He wondered where the king would choose to hold their discussion, whether in the grand throne room adorned with majestic pil
STEEL AND FLESH THE NEW ORDER 3
As King Lauihnio delved into the specifics of the scouts' reports, his expression grew graver with each detail. "According to the latest intelligence, King Brothlander's forces have been rapidly advancing toward our kingdom," he explained. "His army has swelled in size, bolstered by mercenaries and warriors from neighboring realms. They march with haste, and at their current pace, they are approximately seven days away from our borders."Lord Mordian's eyebrows shot up in surprise at the gravity of the news. The realization that the threat was not only imminent but rapidly approaching sent a chill down his spine. He understood the urgency of the situation and the need for immediate action.His face was tensed with concern as he acknowledged the seriousness of the news. "This is very bad news indeed," he admitted, his voice tinged with unease. However, as he glanced at his nephew, King Lauihnio's wary expression did not go unnoticed.Taking a deep breath, Lord Mordian hesitated for a
STEEL AND FLESH EN ROUTE TO VEGIA 1
It was dawn in the realm of Bauthinia, anticipation filled the air as the first light of dawn cast its warm glow upon the bustling barracks. The barracks within the Bauthinian capital exuded a masculine and formidable atmosphere. The structure was sturdy and well-maintained, a testament to the diligence of the soldiers who took pride in their living quarters. Thick stone walls surrounded the barracks, providing a sense of security and strength.Inside, the barracks were spacious, yet the room was filled with the essence of martial life. Rows of beds neatly lined the walls, each adorned with a simple woolen blanket and a small chest for personal belongings. The smell of leather, oiled armor, and polished weaponry lingered in the air, mingling with the faint scent of candle wax.Dimly lit torches hung on the walls, casting long shadows and creating a sense of solemnity. The flickering flames added an aura of mystery and determination to the otherwise austere ambiance.Despite the
STEEL AND FLESH EN ROUTE TO VEGIA 2
The atmosphere in King Lauihnio's chamber was a mixture of warmth and bittersweet apprehension as the king stood among his family. The soft glow of candlelight danced on the walls, casting flickering shadows that mirrored the emotions swirling within the room. The king's heart swelled with love for his wife, Queen Lana, and their three children, Aynam, Daeymen, and Titania.Queen Lana held King Lauihnio's hand, offering unwavering support. Her eyes sparkled with a mix of pride and concern as she watched her husband prepare for the arduous journey ahead. She knew that the burden of protecting the kingdom weighed heavily on his shoulders, but she also understood the duty he had to their people.The king knelt down before his children, meeting each of their gazes with tender affection. Aynam, the mature and responsible eldest, had the same determined glint in his eyes that he had inherited from his father. Daeymen, the playful, daring and curious middle child, looked up at his fathe
STEEL AND FLESH EN ROUTE TO VEGIA 3
Lady Stiora could not contain her worry and concern for Lord Mordian. With a heavy heart, she pulled him aside into a private alcove, away from prying eyes, where she could speak her mind."My love," she pleaded, her eyes filled with tears, "I implore you to reconsider joining your nephew in this perilous journey. We have just found each other, and our love is still young and tender. I cannot bear the thought of losing you to the ravages of war."Lord Mordian gently cupped her face, wiping away a tear with his thumb. "I understand your fears, Stiora, but this is something I must do," he said softly. "Defending Bauthinia, my homeland, is my duty and honor. I have longed for this opportunity since I first laid hands on a sword."Stiora's voice trembled as she clung to him, her heart torn between her love for him and her fear of losing him. "But is there no other way? Can you not hide, go into exile, anything to avoid the dangers that await you in battle?" she pleaded.Lord Mordian held
STEEL AND FLESH EN ROUTE TO VEGIA 4
Under the command of King Lauihnio, Lord Mordian, and Lord Garthine Polion led the Bauthinian army. They were adorned in their ironclad armor, and they marched resolutely towards Vegia. The sun rose high in the sky, casting its warm rays upon the vast expanse of soldiers and mercenaries, their footsteps synchronized as they advanced with determination.Their footsteps fell in perfect harmony, creating a rhythmic cadence that echoed through the surrounding landscape. The sound of ironclad boots meeting the ground resonated like a powerful heartbeat, symbolizing the unity and strength of their combined forces.The soldiers, clad in their armor, moved with purpose and discipline, each step deliberate and measured. Their training and dedication to their craft were evident as they navigated the challenging terrains. With every stride, their synchronized footsteps conveyed a sense of determination, a shared resolve to defend their homeland and loved ones.Amidst the rhythmic marching,
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