Reborn as the only princess of Cene Kingdom

Chapter 15: Winter's Embrace and Shadows Unfolded

The journey into the Western territories proved grueling. Snow and ice had become the constant companions of Princess Luna and her entourage as they made their way through the treacherous landscape. The biting wind and swirling snow made the journey arduous, but urgency drove them forward. The grandeur of the Imperial Winter Combat attire Luna wore—emerald green with intricate silver embroidery and the royal crest—offered both elegance and protection. The ensemble was designed for both beauty and functionality, with its luxurious fabric lined with warm fur and enchanted to repel the biting cold. The crest of the royal family, a symbol of her status, gleamed on the breastplate, adding a touch of regality to the winter attire.

After hours of battling the harsh weather, they finally arrived at the main camp. The camp was a fortress unto itself, fortified with a massive gate and a magical barrier designed to ward off demon incursions. The imposing structure stood as a testament to the strategic importance of this location, its high walls and enchanted defenses a stark reminder of the ongoing conflict.

As Luna's carriage rolled through the gate, she heard the rhythmic clatter of armored footsteps echoing inside. The knights and captains of the camp, standing in formation, saluted with precision. One by one, they stepped out of the carriage: Lilia, the High Priest Eleazar, Duke Lunther, and finally, Princess Luna.

The atmosphere was charged with a mix of anticipation and reverence. "Greetings to the Imperial Princess Stella Luna McGrainer, the one and only princess of the Eight Realms!" Captain Jonas's voice rang out with a commanding yet respectful tone, his salutation reverberating through the cold air. The captains and knights around him followed suit, their voices rising in unison to honor Luna. The effect was both humbling and exhilarating, and the glimmer of admiration in their eyes reflected the awe and respect they held for her.

Luna acknowledged the salute with a gracious nod. "Thank you, Captain," she responded warmly.

"It is Captain Jonas, my Princess," Jonas replied, his tone respectful and formal. His dark hair and penetrating black eyes gave him an air of seriousness, though his demeanor was friendly.

Duke Lunther, stepping alongside Luna, added, "Jonas is my cousin on my mother's side." He glanced at Jonas with a familiar ease. "That's why he bears a resemblance to my mother, the Grand Duchess Anne."

Captain Jonas, noting the Duke's words, gave a respectful nod. "It's good to see you again, Duke Lunther."

"And you as well, Captain," Duke Lunther replied with a smile, his earlier somberness momentarily lifted.

Captain Jonas then turned to introduce the rest of the entourage. "Allow me to introduce the High Priest Eleazar of the Lyria Kingdom," he said, his tone reverent. "Bless us, High Priest."

"Blessings upon this gathering," High Priest Eleazar responded with a dignified nod.

"And this is the Saint of the West, Eliza," Jonas continued, extending his hand towards the saint. "Saint Eliza, blessed are we by your presence."

"Thank you, Captain Jonas," Eliza said, her tone soft but with a hint of aloofness. She offered a graceful nod to acknowledge the honor.

"Shall we proceed to the palace?" Captain Jonas asked, gesturing towards the entrance of the grand structure.

The group began to walk towards the palace, which, despite being a mere camp outpost, boasted an air of ancient grandeur. The Black Palace, as it was called, was a relic of a bygone era, its dark stone walls and imposing towers reflecting its historical significance. The building was far grander than a typical military encampment and was equipped with magical wards to protect against demonic threats.