The words sank into the hearts of those preparing to fight. Looking at their king, they raised their swords and other weapons, shouting their willingness to fight to the death to defend their land and the rights of others. The knights’ horses reared, the dogs barked and lunged at their tethers, and the great birds screeched. As the noise rose from the Luthanians, a rumble rolled through Lord DuPraye’s men. It was the sound of a great beast, growing hungry and anxious.

King Alfred’s heart swelled with pride as he beheld his brave men, and the resolute and determined expressions on their faces. He knew many would not survive the day’s events. He wished it had never come to this—if only Lord DuPraye’s father had managed to destroy the infant whose preordination was to create mis...

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