- POV General -
A new sunny day dawned in the eastern part of the Elysium Empire, in the mountains between the border of the Dark Forest and the Vancesia Empire. The traveling Imperial family had just spent the night for the first time outside the giant walls of their expanding city. Everything had gone normally, the children had fallen asleep very quickly despite the excitement that had actually exhausted them throughout the afternoon.
When the gentle sun had finally risen, pointing its nose at the brown cliffs, everyone had allowed themselves to stroll a little. Thanks to her ice magic, Freya had been able to create a shelter, opting for tents rather than small buildings, in order to stay in this idea of adventure. So, after having had a well-deserved breakfast, the convoy had happily set off again after deciding to cross the border before lunch.
