Chapter Fourty

Marco’s POV

As the echoes of warcries filled the air, my heart raced with a mix of anticipation and trepidation. Without wasting another moment, I gently disentangled myself from Scarlett's embrace, my eyes still locked with hers, silently promising to return to her side as soon as I could. Her worried expression mirrored my own, and I pressed a quick kiss to her forehead before hastily stepping out of our sanctuary, determined to uncover the cause of the turmoil that now surrounded us.

As I hurried through the corridors of the palace, the sense of urgency gripped me tighter with every passing step. I could hear the distant clamor of armor and the trampling of hooves growing louder. Panic rose within me, intertwining with the burning curiosity to uncover the truth.

Finally, as I burst through the palace doors, the scene before me sent a shockwave through my veins. My entire army stood in formation, a sea of determined faces, their weapons glistening in the sunlight. And at the forefro