In the evening, the sunset painted the sky red.

A ray of the setting sun's afterglow fell on the windowsill, casting a few swaying silhouettes on the desk piled high with parchment and scrolls, through the potted plants arranged by Loli.

Sylvie was intently reading a battle report from the border. Spies had discovered that Earl Amper of the Andor Empire was gathering forces.

Either they were planning to attack the Royal Capital or Eaglehold.