For the ties that pave our future {tcf fanfiction}

Prologue (2)

Timeline:

TCF: After the death of white star (The ending of part 1 of the novel)

TBOAH: A little bit before the war in the henituse territory (after the Northern Alliance announced their declaration of war)

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The first thing Alberu noticed as he began to regain consciousness was the cold, rigid floor he was lying on. The crown prince opens his eyes to the glaring lights illuminated from the ceiling.

Shaking off the initial dizziness, Alberu cautiously sat up as he scanned his surroundings for any potential danger. Moving his eyes across the room, Alberu began to take note of his situation.

The space he suddenly found himself in was surprisingly vast, with high ceilings and an airy feel. The room was decorated with elegant sofas arranged neatly in precise rows as if awaiting the arrival of distinguished guests. Tables were placed at the back and adorned with an array of healing potions, first aid equipment, and snacks. A glass-like wall divided the room in half. On one side, his comrades lay scattered across the floor, with some beginning to rouse from their slumber as they regained consciousness.

Alberu shifted his gaze toward the red-haired figure peacefully sleeping beside him as he carefully checked the other for any injuries.

'Cale, what the hell did you do this time?'

Alberu's shoulders slumped as he exhaled audibly, the weariness in his eyes evident as he finished assessing the other's condition. Upon finding no abnormalities, the crown prince slowly pushed himself up from where he had been seated.

"Your Highness"

Tasha and Mary were walking purposefully towards him. Followed closely behind the two were some of Cale's trusted subordinates; Alberu's instructor and the Molan duo. Meanwhile, approaching from the opposite direction were Rosalyn, Lock, Eruhaben, and Cale's children, all making their way towards him.

"Crown prince! Is the human okay?!" Raon, who was zooming towards the group with a speed akin to a bullet, shouted.

"Cale is fine Raon-nim, he's just asleep" Alberu reassured.

The blond man glanced down at the sleeping redhead and sighed. He thought the floor was too cold and unsuitable for sleep, particularly for someone as delicate as Cale. What if he became ill? That would only add to his worries. With this in mind, Alberu bent down, picked up the slumbering commander, and gently placed him on a nearby sofa.

"Your Highness, where exactly are we?" Rosalyn inquired, her gaze sweeping across the room. Many of their allies had already woken up and were beginning to gather around them.

Alberu, who heard the future tower master's query, thought back to his situation before. The crown prince was finishing up his work for the day before a black aura suddenly appeared. He was swallowed up by that black aura and ended up falling unconscious. That was the last thing he remembered before waking up here.

"That mother fucking god of death!" Cage abruptly shouted, drawing everybody's attention. The former priestess was convinced that the aura which brought them to this place was the doing of that particular god.

Upon hearing Cage's outburst, a somber mood fell over all of Cale's allies. Some were ready to hurl curses at the mentioned god, but before a word could even be spoken, the massive wall at the forefront began to shift. It separated into two parts, sliding open like a door, revealing three screens. The centerpiece was a large-sized screen, bordered by two smaller ones on either side. As the walls ceased their motion with a loud bang, words started to appear on the large central screen.