STEEL AND FLESH

VEILED INTRIGUE

Later that day as the sun dipped below the horizon, casting its warm and golden hues across the sky, the Bauthinian soldiers stood vigilant upon the battlements of the Vegian city gate.

The fading light of dusk painted the world in a soft, ethereal glow, lending an air of quiet reverence to their watch.

As they stood guard, the world around them seemed to transition into a realm of shadows and whispers, and with it came moments of camaraderie that offered a brief respite from the gravity of their impending conflict within which was in relation to king Brothlander's army.

Whispers and laughter drifted among the soldiers, their voices carrying the lightness of a shared moment.

One soldier, his eyes fixed on the horizon beyond the walls, leaned in to his comrade and began to share a tale with an amused grin. "Have you heard the stories, mate? They say that the women of Vegia are as enchanting as the dusk itself. So fair that they could make a warrior's heart falter even in the midst o