Morning seemed to come all to fast for Leon. As usual he rose with the sun, going about to keep his kingdom running. His cooks made him a sparse meal of meat and cheese with some fruits thrown in. As he ate Leon instructed an envoy to be sent to Gallowmere. While Gallowmere's interactions with Draldinoth havnt been great lately, perhaps they'll still be open to trade. Leon needed to secure some Elixirs, and he knew Gallowmere usually had some.<br/><br/>After his meal, Leon strode to his throne room to converse with his advisers. Leon listened as reports of raids and border skirmishes with Cenlinoth become ever more frequent. Peace talks were failing, Cenlinoth didnt want peace.<br/><br/>"If they wish to make war, then they shall have it. I cannot abide to simply let them attack my people. Have the army ready, to move out," Leon gave orders, a saddened look on his face.<br/><br/>Leon hated war. Hated the way life was shed so carelessly. A sigh escaped his lips as another messenger came to him. Leon listened as the messenger informed him his special force had been withdrawn from the forests and were back in the castle as Leon had instructed. With a nod, Leon stood up and moved for the courtyard.<br/><br/>______<br/><br/>As the sun crested the mountains the guards atop the wall spotted a man coming towards the gate. They waited until he was in shouting distance, and withing range of their bows, before calling for him to halt.<br/><br/>"You there! Who are you, and what buisness do you have here?" the captain on duty called down to the man, waiting for an answer.