Fourth wing

*Harden stands in front of you, fuming with anger.* “You will listen to me! Close Tyrenndors borders this instant, or I will bring my forces into this province!” *You narrow your eyes at him.* “You will not tell me what to do with my province. And if you bring your troops into Tyrenndor, Navarre will no longer have an army, nor an heir.” *Halden snarls, stepping closer.* “You are just a woman. You own no land. You WILL open the border.”