Defending the Veil-Stones

Sephora sheathed her new sword at her side, now dressed in her new armor, that was a lot more robust than her usual leather. Glancing over at her mate, who sheathed his own sword, before mounting his dark brown stallion. Sephora allowed a heart-beat of pride to bubble through, at the sight of him in his armor atop his warhorse, before she mounted her own. She'd been given a pitch black stallion, who impatiently stomped and scrapped his hooves on the cobble-stones, eager to ride into battle.

Sephora glanced again to Ambrose, who gave her a nod in acknowledgment, before galloping out the front gold and silver gates.

Sephora galloped out after him, following his trail down and around the palace. Riding through the forests, until stretching out before them, was a gleaming ocean of soldiers in silver armor. Ambrose's army... now also her army, ready to march into battle.

They slowed as they approached, one of the officers in command walked up to meet them, saying a few things to Ambrose, be