The orange hues of the sun are said to be good luck for the kingdom of Pureheart. It enlightens their panic-stricken spirit for what is to come. The king, loud and clear he declared to everyone, "Today marks the final day of this dreaded war! This will be its end, its downfall and the next generations after this shall soon live in eternal happiness, knowing they are safe from the tormentors of our motherland.

With the sword on my left, and the s.h.i.+eld on my right, I uphold both the people of this kingdom and the people who risked their lives for the sake of their duty. Now in our horses, hippogriffs, sided by our allies who were once our foes, we shall follow the eastern sun and head forth to Undella City, the center of our motherland.

With courage and honor, nothing will stop us. And so, as king, I proudly declare... For Pureheart!"

The rest of the battalion yelled with pride, "For Pureheart!" as they charged forth and followed the direction of the rising sun.

Meanwhile in Witherheart, the army was a.s.sembled by the fallen king, King Darian who shocked the living daylights of the kingdom. Despite this, a king is a king, and if they were to disobey, their fates would be sealed. Darian holds the scepter of the once king, King Vladimir. He now possesses the powers of the melody.

Like Felix, he declares out loud to his army of trolls, hexes, allies, and Piglins, "Pureheart is yesterday's message. A clapped-out, distracted regime whose failings undoubtedly presage with the need for a different dream.

This is our chance to claim what is rightfully ours. For years, I had been hiding in the veils of the shadows that lurks behind the king who was never meant to be. Now, that my brother has been dead for more than three hundred years, I shall claim Sacchi for no one will be able to stop us!

The orb shall be ours for the taking, and everyone who dares to oppose us will fall and crumble. Let this be written in books and novels, soon not only Sacchi will know our name but the whole world and I, King Darian, shall rule over the seas, the skies, and the land below.

Now, we seal our enemy's fate!" hearing his words, the army was inspired as they followed the parallel direction of the rising sun. Both kingdoms gave their best, leaving not a single sentinel behind. This is the fight to determine whose kingdom does Sacchi really belong to.

Knights, archers, rooks, the final siege has just begun. Back in the kingdom of Pureheart, down in the chambers of prison was the poor young man, staring out to the window while playing his piccolo.

Boredom succ.u.mbs to his sanity as he endured the life of being a prisoner. Even if he had warned the princess about the war, she did not listen; therefore, now he fears this war would only be the advent to other upcoming conflicts.

Rebellions will rise in a matter of days, famine, greed, commotion, it will be wide-spread once this war finishes and the only way to avoid everything is to unite the people of both Pureheart and Witherheart. Still, it does seem impossible for what can a plain prisoner like him every do?

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