I dreamt about a battle over the Moors, the place I protect and my home, last night. The King wants them for his own , why I am not sure although I believe he wants to rid the world of our kind, but he will not have them. At least, not while my dream self is living and breathing he won't. I believe he got the picture though when I knocked him from his horse and told him that he would never have the Moors.
I have to wonder though if that means he'll be back with more forces to seek retaliation because I humiliated him in front of his men. I suppose we'll find out.