Chương 15: Chapter 15: A Turn of Fate
The next morning, Valen's mood was interrupted by a messenger arriving from the capital. The scroll they delivered bore the insignia of the imperial council—a rare and ominous sign. Valen broke the seal and unrolled the parchment, his eyes scanning the message with keen interest.
The Emperor had summoned him.
The Serathin Empire, the threat looming on the horizon, had escalated their aggression, and the imperial forces were preparing for war. Valen's rank in the world, while underestimated by many, had earned him a seat at the war council. The time for hiding in the shadows was over. His next moves would decide not only the fate of his tower but also his place in the world's shifting power structure.
Valen's gaze darkened as he read the final line of the message: "The emperor expects your attendance, Duke Valen, along with the other top-ranked mages and warriors of the realm. Prepare for battle."
It was clear now. The eyes of the world were turning toward him. He could no longer simply manipulate from behind the scenes. His enemies, both inside and outside the tower, would soon discover that the power they had so grossly underestimated was far greater than they had ever imagined.
As Valen folded the parchment and summoned his steed, a small smile tugged at the corner of his lips. It was time to reveal the full extent of his strength—to the mages, to the Empire, and to anyone foolish enough to challenge him.
The game was about to begin in earnest.
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