Misbegotten world

Chapter 22: Banner

As the sun rose high in the sky, casting golden rays over the Sacred City, the atmosphere buzzed with a sense of impending action. The air was filled with the sounds of horns and the thundering of hooves as the vassals of the Makaylon Houses began to arrive. Banners representing noble houses flapped in the wind, each telling tales of valor and loyalty to the Golden Order.

The most prominent among them was the Bear of Makaylon, its image strong and resolute, symbolizing the enduring strength of House Duvan. King Alaric of House Duvan led his entourage, a figure of imposing stature adorned in resplendent armor, riding at the forefront of the convoy. His presence commanded respect, and he was flanked by his knights, their banners fluttering like wings of avenging eagles.

As the convoy approached, the Queen of the Golden Order stood atop the grand steps of the palace, flanked by her loyal advisors. Below her, outside the walls of the city, her own banner men awaited, a sea of gold and white. Fifteen thousand winged golden knights stood at the ready, their armor glinting under the sun, and five thousand Golden Heralds assembled beside them, exuding an air of authority and strength.

With every passing moment, the ranks of the Makaylon Houses swelled, each king and lord riding in with his retinue. As they dismounted, the sacred ground of the city thrummed with their collective power. The alliance forged by blood and sacrifice stood stronger than ever, and the vassals exchanged glances filled with both trepidation and determination.

King Alaric dismounted and approached the Queen, bowing deeply. "Your Majesty, we answer your call to arms," he proclaimed, his voice resonant with unwavering loyalty. "The Bear of Makaylon stands ready to defend our shared legacy."

The Queen nodded, her expression fierce yet appreciative. "Together, we shall bring the rebel Makaylon Houses to heel and ensure that the awakening dragons do not reclaim their dominance. Your strength is invaluable, King Alaric."

The other kings, gathering around, voiced their agreements, pledging their armies to the cause. The air crackled with anticipation as discussions began to unfold—strategies devised, potential alliances considered, and the importance of unity emphasized.

"Time is of the essence," the Queen declared, her voice cutting through the din. "The Celestial of Order has warned us that we are not merely facing the threat of rebellion; ancient powers are awakening, and we must act swiftly."