On a hill overlooking Sorne's valley, far enough to be safe but close enough to see clearly, a luxurious tent had been erected.
Inside, Cassius Sunblade sat with his wife Lady Sunblade, their six-year-old daughter Violet, and their eldest daughter Aurora.
The tent's interior was more comfortable than most noble manors, with cushioned seating, refreshments that wouldn't have been out of place at a royal feast, and magical enchantments that maintained perfect temperature regardless of outside conditions.
But the tent's main feature was the massive
projection showing Sorne's walls and the approaching mercenary army, rendered with crystal clarity through magic that cost more than most families earned in a lifetime.
Cassius himself was everything one would expect from the head of House Sunblade.
His hair was golden blonde, his features carrying the kind of refined beauty that came from centuries of careful breeding.
