General Braun stood on the deck of the flagship, watching as the shoreline slowly receded into the distance. He felt a potent mixture of emotions stirring within him.
On the one hand, he felt a sense of exhilaration coursing through his veins. After all, this was the first major war that occurred after years of small skirmishes.
But at the same time, he was keenly aware of the enormous responsibility that rested upon his shoulders. The future of Blande depended on their success in the upcoming conquest.
Failure was not an option for him. It will be disastrous for both the country and his own career.
Those seven great families will be expecting a hefty return on their investment in this conquest. He knew they wouldn't take kindly to losing their fortune.
The thought of what the ruthless and conniving families would do to him sent shivers down his spine. Perhaps he too would disappear without a trace or meet a gruesome end. They wouldn't hesitate to make an example out of him.
