The day arrived.
On very few occasions, the Human King, the Elf King and the Dwarf King found themselves in the same building with no present conflict amongst each other.
Today was one of those occasions.
In a plateau of ancient earth, sitting at the exact convergence of the three kingdoms, was a high-altitude sanctuary known as The Soil of Amity—casually called the Center Land.
This land didn't belong to the Humans, or the Elves or Dwarfs. It was a free land where they could come together and discuss, without the problem of evasion or soil advantage.
It was also in this land that the Sovereign Bastion was built.
The Bastion was less a building and more a mountain carved into a cathedral.
Made of rare, translucent white walls, the building was a relic on its own. It had housed thousands of meetings between hundreds of kings.
It was a place of history.
Today, it was a place that would usher in a new history.
