The Spartan King was overjoyed with his wife's healing, he had been worried about her in the war so coming out alive was a blessing in its own. As he prepared a meal with her, he had high hopes of beginning their next chapter together. They were wed, they were King and Queen, but now he had wished for children. With her recovery, he hoped it would soon be time. He wanted to decorate their throne in a celebratory manor, to mark their news. Unfortunately with it being fall, it would be harder to find flowers to do so. Still he wandered, crossing the river. His attention kept going back to the war grounds, the sights he saw . . .
He shook his head. The night was quiet, and that's when his eyes caught something bright. An Orange comet? His ruby eyes followed it, as it crashed into the Ashen Woodlands. He knew what could happen, but he rushed to the sight. It was too close to Hawthorne, he wanted to be sure his family there were safe at least. As he ran, he suddenly was enveloped in light. With a yell, he fell unconscious in the burned woods.
Walk, "Talk", Think.
"This war is ours!"
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