Ziegfriend stood alone in his chambers looking over a map of Sylvania. Millions were marching to destroy the Von Carsteins and prevent the return of Nagash. Men, dwarfs, wood elves and high elves (why so many elves) all with one common goal. Mannfred had thrown in a half million beast men just to make it all the more interesting. Ironically their intervention was needed to make the very thing they wished to prevent happen. The fools should just of all stayed home. But within all of this stood the true prize, Neferata.
But how to best approach the Queen of the Lahmians? The considerations were overwhelming. At least there be no competition worthy of mention. Glaedwine was gone and Mannfred and Arkhan were more likely to court Nagash than Neferata. Ziegfried mulled over numerous plots in silence… small talk about Strigany… wait until the battles were won and seduce her as a returning champion?
A terrible thought struck him. What about the actual battle? Shouldn’t someone be focusing on that? Well, Heinrich probably had developed a plan already. He was reliable like that. Ziegfried smiled and continued his plotting.