The King's chambers were a fortress of silence after the hall's uneasy murmur. Moonlight streamed through tall windows, painting silver bars on the obsidian floor. Onohall dismissed the attendants with a flick of her wrist, the heavy doors thudding shut. She turned to Dracovis, her expression ...

A soft rustle came from the shadows near the heavy drapes. The Flonne Medic stepped forward, her movements unnervingly silent. Her robes were simple grey linen, smelling faintly of crushed mint and damp earth. Her eyes, large and dark as polished river stones, settled on Myos. "Prince Myos," she ...

The next morning arrived not with whispers of rot, but with the frantic clatter of preparation. Denkou’s annual Royal Gala bloomed across the palace grounds like a forced flower. Servants draped banners depicting entwined wind and storm sigils over every archway. Musicians tuned instruments near the ...

Part One: The Sundering of the Sky

Before time bound itself to the ticking of the stars, there were two great thrones forged in the heart of the tempest—one of Wind, the other of Lightning.

From these thrones emerged: The Ruby Queen, sovereign of gales, breath of the skies, whose laughter ...

Nalumire knew that he couldn’t take everyone with him to investigate the engine room. It was too risky, especially with Hytsuya’s inexperience and Seitsuka’s protective instincts that could lead to unnecessary confrontations. So, he turned to Astrune and Daitsuya, whose expertise and poise would be ...

As the three young royals continued their conversation, the bustling dining hall of the grand airship served as a backdrop to their shared musings on responsibility and destiny. The captain's footsteps grew more urgent as she was called away by an alarming message from her vice captain, leaving ...

Na’lumire watched as Noel took a bite of their steak, seemingly unbothered by his mental greeting. He couldn’t help but feel a twinge of amusement. He knew that his telepathic skills could be disarming to those who weren’t accustomed to them, but he had to admit, the young emperor had a way of ...

Na’lumire leaned back in his chair, watching the clouds drift lazily by beyond the windows. He knew he had to focus if he was going to make this work. The spell was one of his favorites, a rare bit of magic that allowed for silent communication over great distances. It was a spell taught to only the ...

Na’lumire watched as his bride and her sisters shed their formalwear and slipped into the pool with a collective giggle. The water's surface danced with their laughter as they splashed each other playfully. He knew they needed this moment of levity, but his own mind was preoccupied with the weight ...

The gleaming corridors of the Denkai Palace were abuzz with excitement and anticipation as Na'lumire and his entourage prepared for the grand departure. His silver hair was meticulously groomed, and his amber eyes gleamed with determination. He had been away from the political scene for five long ...