Chapter 339 March To Vyrdahl

• The journey to Vyrdahl began at dawn, the group riding out with a small detachment of Eldhaven’s soldiers. The air was thick with tension as they traveled through the narrow mountain passes, the looming cliffs casting long shadows over their path.
• Prince Alaric had insisted on accompanying them, much to the group's dismay. His presence was both a reminder of the stakes and a source of friction, as his sharp tongue often clashed with Kaelen’s straightforward demeanor.
• Ariella, riding alongside Kaelen, kept her gaze on the horizon. “This is no ordinary siege,” she said quietly. “I can feel it. The Heartstone is restless.”