The morning sun slowly climbed above the snow-covered mountains, its pale light spreading across the towering stone walls of the Supreme Citadel.
The endless white landscape looked peaceful from a distance, with soft drifts of fresh snow blanketing the sharp peaks and deep valleys.
However, everyone living inside the massive fortress knew that the quiet beauty was merely an illusion. The peace wouldn't last much longer.
The Silver Leopard army was getting closer with every passing hour. Every tick of the clock shortened the physical and emotional distance between two powerful forces, drawing them inexorably toward a confrontation that would shape the future of the entire realm.
Inside the quiet sanctuary of her inner chambers, Lin Wan stood beside a tall crystal window, resting one hand gently over her rounded stomach.
