Interlude
Two months ago, the Capital City, Ensholt.
Second General Ryfus Kotak was not in a good mood as he rode through the large gate of Lionhold. Around him, fists slammed into the iron plate as men saluted him but he paid them no mind as he led his monster horse forward in trot.
Other times it might be considered rude or even offensive to trot into the King's hold but Ryfus was not to be bothered with such. He was a ranking General and as such, he was above some rules, second, he had been riding hard all day.
Since two days ago he had been riding hard from the borderlands of the east where the Kingdom touched with the Empire. It was there that he camped his one hundred and twenty thousand soldiers for what should have been a month resting.
Second General Rafus's force, which he commanded in the King's name was made for conducting specialized missions such as reconnaissance, ambushes, raids, and surgical strikes.