The journey north through the High Frost Peaks was a triumphal procession unlike anything the continent had witnessed in three centuries. A thousand White Guard warriors rode on massive northern war-steeds, their star-metal armor gleaming beneath the pale arctic sun. At the vanguard rode High Queen Selene and King Kieran Volkov, their cloaks fluttering in the crisp mountain wind. Beside them rode delegates from all twelve southern packs, bearing chests…
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