Black Horde: War Horn (Book 1) (4 page)

Day did not promise anything special to those who live an ordinary city life, yet was felt a tension in the streets near the barracks and it reached its point at maximum. A group of about 100 soldiers were receiving indications from a higher degree elf, were bring outside  a dozen of shelves with weapons, shields and armor, more boxes were waiting to be loaded goods in them. Took place the preparation for the ,, Meeting of the biggest “, which take place every 10 years, where gather all seniors: kings and tribal chieftains to discuss the present situation of kingdoms and lands that they manage and own, how they evolved, about conflicts, about the future plans, and in the end it was a way to meet old friends between them. The meeting of kings remained an important tradition since Ilimael's grandfather, who managed to unite under a coat all the elves and their lands in a single kingdom, niches of help from people and black elves before the first war against the orcs. The structure of meeting undergone a lot of changes, many refused to be present and evoked that they do not want to share with the rest, the fate of their lands and evolution of their kingdoms, and some meanwhile joined so the congregation gathered in the same place the biggest  elves, humans, dwarfs, black elves and other small tribes kings, all those who have promised to help each other, respect the justice and maintaining the peace between them. The day of meeting was approaching and will be in two days, that's why most of what happens in the city was indirectly linked to this day. Was tighten the group of soldiers who were to follow the king up to the  rightful place, preparing deer, gather supplies and gifts for those who will be present.

Early in the morning Ilimael train his masters of archery on one of the polygons, pulled extremely well regardless of the target, yet made it daily. He believes that the ability to be always in shape and look good is inadmissible without practice and he plead always to maintain his abilities alive. He always thought that a few days have passed since the city was left  by Kessel and where he get, had he passed the sea and or still has not abandoned the  forest lands; he was meditating while shooting from bow, about  the fact that he should respect the wish of his father and to accept his invitation to accompanying him to the meeting of the kings. He decided: I'll go with my father, said silently, I will  have enough time to talk with him in the road, and shout out one last arrow in the target.