He squints against the glare, knowing sunshine must light the day, but gloom lies heavy on his heart and mind. Edoras looms behind him, and exile before. The coin of the realm he loves is debased. Lies are the new currency, and truth affords few comforts. Fear for his kin and his people squeezes his hand and the great horse fidgets against the pressure of the bit. Escape? No! There is too much yet to do. His destination will not be the unknown wild. They will fight.

Gathering his troops with a swift gesture, he does not look back. “Forward!”

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