Rise of the Horde

As they rode deeper into the forest, Redore couldn't help but feel a growing sense of respect and admiration for Eris. She was not just a woman, but a force to be reckoned with. He had never met anyone like her, and he found himself drawn to her in ways he couldn't explain.

But he knew that he couldn't let his desire for her distract him from the mission at hand. They had to reach the other side of the forest, and they had to do it quickly before their presence would be known to the enemy.

As they rode, Eris kept a watchful eye on the trees and the ground beneath them. She knew the Mystic Forest like the back of her hand, and she could sense danger even when it was hidden from view.

Redore admired her skills, and he couldn't help but wonder what it would be like to have her by his side permanently. He knew it was a dangerous thought, but he couldn't shake the feeling that she was meant to be with him. He already has a wife back home and a child but that won't stop him. "Which man, a powerful man would only have one woman in his life." he thought.

But he had to focus on the journey first. They rode through the night, with only the stars to guide them. And when the sun rose, they emerged from the forest, battered but victorious.

Redore breathed a sigh of relief as he saw the sunlight streaming in through the trees ahead. They had made it through the Mystic Forest, thanks to Eris' guidance and the strength of his men.

"Well done, Eris," Redore said, turning to her with a smile. "You truly are a remarkable woman."

Eris returned the smile, her eyes sparkling in the light of the dawn. "Thank you, my lord. But we still have a long journey ahead of us. We must keep moving if we're going to make it to our destination."

Redore nodded, his mind already turning to the task ahead. But his thoughts kept drifting back to Eris, and he couldn't help but wonder what the future held for them.

For now, they had each other's backs, and that was all that mattered. Together, they would face whatever dangers lay ahead, and emerge victorious.

As they continued their journey, Redore couldn't help but steal glances at Eris whenever he had the chance. He found himself drawn to her in ways he couldn't explain, and he knew he had never felt this way about anyone before.

But he also knew that he had to be careful. He was a Viscount, and he couldn't afford to let his feelings for Eris cloud his judgment. They were on a mission, and he had to focus on that above all else.

Despite his best efforts, however, Redore found himself growing more and more infatuated with Eris as the days went by. He admired her courage, her strength, and her unwavering dedication to their cause.

They spent another two days travelling deeper into enemy territory. Eris' skills proved to be very useful in avoiding the patrols of the enemy army and their scout. She would lead them through paths that were most unlikely to be guarded.

"This should be far enough from the frontlines and a good spot to set up an ambush." Redore commented. His eyes were scanning the surroundings. The road ahead was flanked by rocky hills to the north and trees to the south. It was a very ideal place to ambush the enemy supply convoy.

Eris nodded in agreement, her eyes also on the surroundings. "We have the advantage of the terrain and the element of surprise. But we must be careful. We can't take the enemy lightly." 𝒃𝙚𝙙𝙣𝙤𝙫𝙚𝙡．𝙘𝙤𝙢

Redore nodded. "We'll set up the ambush tonight. We need to be ready for whatever they throw at us."

As they set up camp, Redore and his men couldn't help but feel a sense of unease. They were deep in enemy territory, and they were about to launch an attack that could possibly turn the tide of the war in their favor.

But they were also filled with a sense of excitement, and each one of them knew that this was what they were meant to do. They were warriors, and they would do whatever it took to win this war.

As night fell, they prepared for the ambush. Redore and his men hid behind the rocks and trees, waiting for the enemy convoy to arrive.

And when it did, they struck with deadly precision.

Redore led the charge, his sword flashing in the moonlight as he charged towards the enemy. Eris up along the hills, her bow at the ready as she fired arrows into the enemy ranks. Some of the viscount's men were with her to both protect her and to launch another attack from the hills.

The battle was fierce, but Redore and his men were well-trained and well-prepared. They fought with all their might, determined to take down the enemy and secure their victory.

Eris was a blur of movement, darting in and out of the fray with incredible speed and agility. She was a force to be reckoned with, and Redore was grateful to have her by their side.

In the end, the battle was won. The enemy was defeated, and Redore and his men emerged victorious. They had secured a crucial victory that would probably turn the tide of the war in their favor.

As they rode back to their camp, battered but victorious, Redore couldn't help but feel a sense of gratitude towards Eris. She had been instrumental in their success, and he knew that he owed her a debt of gratitude that he could never fully repay.

But as they rode, his thoughts couldn't help but drift back to his growing feelings for her. He knew it was dangerous, but he couldn't help the way he felt. He admired her courage, her strength, and her unwavering dedication to their cause.

Redore knew that he couldn't let his feelings for her cloud his judgment, but he also knew that he couldn't keep them bottled up forever. So he decided to take a risk.

"Eris," he said softly, riding up beside her. "I know this might not be the best time, but there's something I need to tell you."

Eris turned to him, her eyes locking onto his. "What is it, my lord?" she asked.

Redore took a deep breath, gathering his courage. "I know this might sound crazy, but I can't help the way I feel. Eris, I think I'm falling in love with you."