Later that same night Tryndamere stared outside the bedroom window, lost once again in thought. Ashe had yet to return and it was beginning to worry him. She is with Anivia.. All is well.. He thought as he tried so desperately to take his mind elsewhere. He had a feeling that something was looming on the horizon and that he and Ashe should begin to prepare their men for battle as soon as the sun rose in the morning. With a heavy sigh he trudged over to their bed and sat on the edge. In the fireplace at the foot of the bed the flames licked the wood slowly, casting a low flickering light across the room. After a few moments the door flew open and then shut just as quickly, Ashe promptly set her bow down and took off her hood. Shaking out her white blonde hair it glimmers in the light of the fire, before turning to look at Tryndamere.

"Welcome home my queen.." Tryndamere said slowly, barely lifting his eyes from the fireplace.

Ashe traded her Freljordian outfit for something much simpler and more comfortable to sleep in, padding slowly over to Tryndamere's side. Hesitating for a moment she rest a hand on his shoulder before climbing over to the other side of the bed. "How was your visit with Gragas?" She questioned as a shiver ran down her spine, truly chilled to the bone.

Tryndamere leaned against a pillow and turned to look at his queen's vibrant eyes. He thought for a moment, trying to come up with some sort of a tale he could spin if need be. "It was as usual. Of course he is nowhere near coming up with the perfect brew. In fact, I don't think that he will ever achieve that goal in this lifetime. For a man of his size to get drunk would be a miracle." A grin spread across his lips at the thought of his old drunkard friend truly drunk for once. "What about you? Did Anivia give you any good advice or did she have any more news about nearing enemies?"

Ashe laid and pulled the blankets up to her chin, turning on her side so that her back was to Tryndamere. When he brought up Anivia her mind was rushed with thoughts of what they had truly talked about. Reminding her once again that she truly loved him and she knew that when Freljord was united the two of them would more than likely cease to be the king and queen. "Not exactly. She brought up my mother, which I can't stand. That damned bird needs to learn her place… Other than that no. I am afraid not. Although I have had the feeling that there is some sort of enemy approaching. Perhaps it is Sejuani and Olaf, or even Trundle and Lissandra. The best we can do is prepare the men and be ready to strike on a moments notice. I just wish those fools would wisen up and join us already." She chuckled lightly and closed her eyes, trying so desperately to blink back the tears.

"Then first thing in the morning we will gather everyone and begin preparing." His voice was low as he slowly sank into the bed, pulling the blankets just up to his shoulders. Even though the two of them were merely inches away it felt like miles. The tension in the room was almost unbearable and eventually even Tryndamere had to turn to face the other way until the two drifted into very light sleeps.

As soon as the sun began to peek over the horizon the couple began to stir. Sometime during the night they had moved closer and Tryndamere had laid his arm to rest over her. Quickly untangling their limbs Ashe jumps out of bed in a rush and heads off to change into her usual black and yellow outfit. Her cheeks were still bright red when she returned to see Tryndamere pulling on his gauntlets, his helmet already secured on his head. "Shall we?" Ashe questioned as she grabbed her bow and slipped her hood over her head. Tryndamere merely nodded before following her out and into the cold.

Within the hour Tryndamere and Ashe had assembled everyone that would be fighting with them. Tryndamere paced the lines, counting and making mental notes of what may need to be worked on. Ashe stood up at the front, her breath causing little puff clouds in front of her.

"As many of you know most of Freljord would like to be at war with us. We are under the impression that there is an incoming attack. We must be prepared and ready to strike at a moments notice. That is why we have called you all here so early. We must train and make sure that we have everything we are going to need." Her voice, although normally soft, boomed through the area and not a single one of them was left questioning what she had said.

"We need to perfect everything! Every swing, every volley, attack, run, and shot. Accuracy is of the utmost importance as well as power." Tryndamere followed up while going to join his queen at the front of all the ranks.

After very little explanation, their soldiers split up accordingly and got to work. Archers practiced accuracy and speed while others did strength training in order to put more power behind their swings. Tryndamere and Ashe walked together, watching everyone and correcting things that needed to be corrected. Making sure that everyone was doing everything as perfect as possible until that would be the only way they would do it.

Ashe cast her eyes down as she walked, lost in thought and forgetting to observe many of the archers. Tryndamere quickly noticed and laid a heavy hand on her shoulder, stopping her in her tracks. Leaning over to bring himself to her level he looks her in the eyes, tilting her chin up with his index finger. Their noses almost touching as he narrowed his eyes at her. "What is it that is bothering you my queen?" His voice was low, in order to keep the conversation strictly between the two of them.

Ashe's eyes widened considerably and her heart rate picked up, causing her cheeks to flush yet again a bright red. Her stomach dropped and she slowly took a step back and took a breath. "Nothing, I am just concerned that they won't be ready in time. We have no idea who is going to attack. Perhaps I could ask Anivia to take to the skies and see what she could find? That way we would have a little better idea on what we need to be preparing for. Afterall it is not good to go charging blindly into war." After regaining some of her composure she excuses herself from the trainings and takes off towards the woods once more.

"Anivia?" Ashe questioned, looking around the large clearing where the two had met before. Within seconds Anivia swooped down and folded her wings up tightly, looking Ashe dead in the eye.

"You called?" She joked, ruffling her icy feathers before waiting for what Ashe needed.

"Tryndamere and I have a feeling that there is an enemy approaching. It would mean a great deal to the both of us if you were to take to the skies and find out who that enemy is. That way we can better prepare our men so we don't head into battle with no idea of what we are up against." Ashe looked at Anivia, a hopeful look in her eyes.

Anivia simply nodded before beating her wings a few times and taking yet again to the skies. Ashe decided it would be best if she just waited in the clearing for Anivia's return, so she could return to Tryndamere with some sort of news. "Don't let me down you big bird…" Ashe waited for what felt like an eternity before she heard the flutter of wings approaching. Taking a step back she allowed Anivia to land.

"So.. Who did you see Anivia?"

Ashe started running back, crashing through trees and tripping over hidden roots in the undergrowth. The sooner she got back to tell Tryndamere the better they could prepare for the upcoming. Within a few moments she came tumbling back into the training area, making a beeline for Tryndamere. His back was turned to her and in the moment she just froze, watching the way his muscles curved and covered his arms and back. It took her a moment to shake her gaze and finish the walk over to him. Reaching up she let her fingertips lightly graze against his skin and he turned around to look down at her.

"Who did Anivia find for us?" He questioned, taking in her entirely disheveled appearance. Her hair had gotten caught in the low hanging twigs and was a little bit messy, her cheeks were also a soft red as if she had been running.

Ashe chewed her lip and looked up at Tryndamere with large eyes. "Brand.."