PROLOGUE
Look at me, writing a prologue and everything
Surely, I will finally be productive?
Stick around to find out~
Sorry this is really short. Hopefully I will gain more readers this time haha.
"The war is over."
"An armistice has been concluded."
"Soldiers are free to return to their homes."
The first message spread like wildfire from one town to the next, from house to house, from family to family. Everyone was shocked, delighted, and relieved.
The 100 year war was finally at an end.
Slowly, dragons began to recover from the effects of the war. The misplaced were reunited, the lost were mourned, and the injured were aided.
Things were looking up in both Hillenia and Valleria.
Then the second message came out.
"The war brings consequences, and both lands must face an agreement."
"A conclusion will be met soon."
The second message spread just as quickly as the first, igniting a stream of rumors all across both realms. Everyone knew the conclusions would not be fair, and that justice would not be given. The state of the realms was chaotic and uncontrolled; no one would step in and demand a fair conclusion.
It was also clear as to which realm had the winning hand.
Valleria had magic, while Hillenia did not.
Yes, the dragons of Hillenia were smart and clever, able to strategically think their way through most problems, but they were not gifted with magic, and thus were at a disadvantage. No matter how hard they tried, they would always remain as a second to the glorious, powerful, magical realm of Valleria.
Such was the way of the world.
The whole of Hillenia shivered in stricken anticipation, dreading the outcome of the council's decision and the punishment it would bring them.
But mostly, everyone was just relieved that the war was over and that they would no longer tremble in fear of being killed in their sleep, or learning that their friends or family had been killed, or tortured, or threatened. Surely, also as a victim of a war, the council of Valleria would be merciful? After so much pain and bloodshed, after so many deaths, after the barran black battlefields were painted with the blood of both Valleria and Hillenia's dragons, the councils would be forgiving?
So the two realms waited, in fear, in anticipation, for the hammer to fall and the punishment released.
Lmao this is so short XD
Thank you for reading! Next chapter will not be posted in two months! (Hopefully it'll just be around a week later)
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