Eastern Thanalan Novels & Stories

He is an enemy of mine, because, at the end of the day, I was captured by his men but… “I heard slaves might stand a chance to become palace maids because of Prince Thorian,” I heard Hana whisper as they gathered closer. “Yes, the Eastern palace has been opened, since it's far away from the rest of the royals, Prince Thorian would move in there soon away from the royals and his maid selections is taking a lot of time because no one wants their daughter to serve a tyrant,” Another chipped in explaining for the others. “So I heard slaves will end up serving him,” she continued while they laughed.

"The Eastern-lands has not been well surveyed, still a total of three thousand Soldiers will be needed to trend by land if an outpost must be established." "Lan liwat segara (And by sea?)" "One thousand Soldiers with a fleet of twenty ships." "Tundha kabeh kegiatan ing sisih Wétan (Suspend all activities in the East, it is not a priority now.)" Ramallah bows, “Yes my Lord-Herra.” "Give me your report Makladech." He ordered the pale, huge man with short dark curls and long beards, kneeling next to Ramallah. "Tanah sisih lor gedhe banget, nanging ora ana persatuan ing antarane (The northern-lands are very large, but there is no unity amongst our conquered lands.)"

But with expectancy. I held her gaze for a moment. She nodded once. I went and stood beside Eldra at the room's edge. ††††††††††††††††††††††††† Thane opened the meeting without ceremony. He gave the account of the previous night plainly. The intelligence received. The three days of preparation. The counter position at the eastern wall and inside the fortress simultaneously. The defeat of the eastern force, the detention of the twelve riders, the capture of Darius Varian. He delivered it with the flat efficiency of a man reporting facts he did not need to embellish because the facts were sufficient.

I smirked instead. “You want me to deliver your apology? How touching. I’ll add it to the pile of regrets I don’t care about.” "Forgive me… your highness..." he said weakly, sounding like he was about to cry. I stood and walked to the window. Staring out at the forest, try to calm my anger. But the quiet forest outside did nothing to calm me. Gelael's new information narrowed down Thane’s probable hiding spot. He likely moved deeper into the West District.

“That’s a frog, Kieran. It says ribbit. Don’t eat it, it’s crunchy.” She glared at anyone who looked at him for too long, her small face fierce. Her innocent, possessive love was a bright flag next to Elira’s empty pole. One afternoon, Thane returned from the eastern ridge where he’d been scouting timber. He was dusty and tired. Kieran, playing with carved blocks near the hearth, saw him and let out a happy gurgle. He pushed himself up on wobbly legs, arms outstretched, and took two stumbling steps.

Like a heartbeat just out of sync with the room. “Bloodpine,” I repeated thoughtfully. “You were among the first to swear loyalty.” He inclined his head. “We follow strength, Majesty. You’ve proven you possess it.” My wolf stirred uneasily. He’s too calm. As Damon questioned him - something about the pack’s borders and the recent skirmishes to the east - Thalen’s head tilted slightly. The movement was small, nothing remarkable… until the light caught the skin behind his ear. A faint shimmer - dark, like ink caught under glass - pulsed once and vanished.

"Eastern is longer but it doesn't read as a primary exit." "Eastern takes us closer to the Morgan territory boundary," Xander said. "Which is why no one will expect it," Kratavak said. "Declan will anticipate the most direct route out of human territory. He won't anticipate us moving toward a border he knows we'd rather avoid." Xander looked at him. "He's right," Liam said, with the specific expression of a man who found agreeing with Kratavak's tactical instincts professionally satisfying in an unexpected way. "Eastern," Xander said.

he growled. The door creaked open, and Ryker, one of Thane's guards, stepped in. "My lord, forgive the interruption." Thane's gaze never left mine. "Speak." Ryker hesitated. "The eastern patrol reported a breach. We suspect a rebel group." Thane's expression darkened. "Deal with it." Ryker nodded, but his eyes flicked to me, filled with disdain. "My lord, perhaps this... distraction is ill-timed."

"We intend to send you to Middleton." "Middleton?" Caleb was taken aback. Xarik and the Crawford apprentices simply listened in curiosity, their ears pricking up attentively. The eastern lands was one of five subcontinents in the greater continent of Nor, while the Sanctuary was in Middleton. And Middleton naturally eclipsed the eastern lands, be it in Reiki density or human potential. That was when Xarik said worriedly, "Chief, why would you send Caleb to Middleton after he provoked the Taran Sword Sect? Isn't that just—"

The wolves no longer looked at him with suspicion. "You've changed," Clara observed one afternoon, finding him in the library. "Changed how?" "You smile more." Theron looked up from his book. "I've never had a pack before. Not really. The Council is... different. Colder." "And here?" "Here, I feel like I belong." Clara sat across from him. "Because you do." He nodded, something soft in his eyes. "Thank you." Elara's vision led them east. She, Kael, Theron, and a small team of warriors left at dawn, following the pull of her gift. The eastern territories were wild, sparsely populated by small packs and lone wolves.