Aelfric was roused from sleep by frantic knocking at his door, he was disoriented for a moment but he threw aside the sheets and called for whoever it was to come in.
A guard entered, his face pale and eyes bloodshot.
"Y-Your Majesty, it's the Dark Elves...They've breached our borders and are marching inward."
Aelfric frowned but before he could say anything, he saw the Elders led by Vaelrion standing at the doorway along with the Captain of Knights Sir Rhylen.
Aelfric knew Vaelrion and his supporters were not going to sit back now that the Dark Elves had breached their kingdom. This was what he had been avoiding but, it wasn't possible anymore.
Aelfric glanced at the mana stone brooch on his bedside table and then sighed, he could not longer remain idle. Preaching peace in a time of active seige wasn't what a King would do.
"Prepare the army, we will fight back." Aelfric ordered.
