Luke hadn't expected that falling in with Gareth's caravan would mean saying farewell to the quiet nights beneath the stars, but it didn't take long for him to realise what kind of journey he had stepped into. Gareth's troop wasn't merely travelling — they were resuming a duty that had been abandoned during the crusade, the duty that Nateron had taken upon itself as its influence grew.
For years, while Luke had been away wandering, Nateron had expanded far beyond being just a simple, isolated community in the east. It had become a true kingdom, its borders stretching around a network of villages and market towns, all of which depended on Nateron for patrols, support, and protection.
Especially protection.
