Confrontation

Jotham, Silveran capital.

2030

Sitting on the roof of the palace was the second prince of Silvera, Yuka. The sun was just starting to sink below the horizon with a mixture of violet, pink and orange beautifying the evening sky. The cool breeze ruffled the prince's unbound hair. His violet eyes were almost hidden by the silky curtain of black and red strands of his shoulder-length hair. He gazed at the evening sky, a certain air of serenity resting on him. All of a sudden, the quietness of the environment was disrupted by the heavy thud of boots coming in contact with the rooftop. Yuka didn't need to turn around to know who the intruder was. He could already feel the intruder's magic. It was very familiar to him because he had been threatened by it, several times. Closing his eyes, he clenched his fist.

"Why are you here?" He asked, without looking at the intruder who was no other person than prince Caden, the crown prince of Silvera. Dressed in a silver tunic and black boots, Caden'