In Eisenwald & Wyndham
Gerhard managed to return to the South safely. After months of uncertainty, betrayal, and after running from the constant weight of imperial eyes after he decided to resigned from his position, he finally rode across the familiar soil of Eisenwald.
The wind that met his face smelled like home, pine, damp earth, and the faint scent of steel from the forges that lined the southern valleys. His heart, once heavy with doubt, eased when he saw the familiar banners of the Borgia and Wyndham Knights waiting for him at the crossroads.
They greeted him not as a fugitive, but as an ally, a man who had kept his faith even when the world turned against him. The Grand Duke's banner fluttered in the distance, and for the first time in years, Gerhard smiled. Roxanne de Borgia had kept her word. She had promised him safety, and she had delivered.
And as the empire stirred into confusion, the chaos only deepened.
