As the last knight crumpled to the ground, Erebus stood amid the remnants of the skirmish, his chest heaving and adrenaline still coursing through his veins. But before he could collect himself, the echo of approaching footsteps pulled his attention from the fallen knights. Emerging from the shadows of the alley was a figure clad in royal attire, the fabric shimmering even in the dim light.
The newcomer had a commanding presence, his dark hair framed a face that was both youthful and noble. Prince Aster, the very name whispered through the kingdom with reverence, stepped forward, his expression a mix of curiosity and amusement.
"I see my escort has met with an unfortunate fate," he remarked, glancing down at the defeated knights sprawled on the ground. His voice was smooth and confident, cutting through the tension in the alley.
Erebus felt a flicker of recognition—this was the prince everyone spoke of, known for his bravery and charm. "You're... Aster," Erebus replied, trying to keep his voice steady despite the storm of emotions raging within him.
"Indeed," Aster said, studying Erebus with keen eyes. "And you, my friend, have quite the talent for making an impression. But," he continued, his tone shifting to one of seriousness, "that display of skill has made you a criminal in the eyes of the crown."
Erebus's heart sank as he processed the implication. He had acted in self-defense, yet here he stood, branded as an outlaw. "I didn't start the fight," he retorted, his voice laced with defiance.
"True," Aster acknowledged with a nod, "but the nobles won't care about the details. They only see you standing over their fallen knights. That said, I have an offer for you."
Erebus's curiosity piqued as he listened intently. "What kind of offer?"
Aster stepped closer, his gaze intense. "Join the royal guard. With your skills, you could serve the kingdom and, perhaps, find a place where you belong. You'd be more than just an orphan lost in the woods. You could be part of something greater."
Erebus's mind raced. The prospect was enticing—an opportunity to leave behind his dark past and forge a new identity. But doubts crept in, whispering warnings in his ear. Would he truly fit in with the knights of Lumis? Could he leave behind the only life he had known?
"What do I have to lose?" he muttered under his breath, wrestling with the weight of the decision. The memory of his lonely existence in the forest lingered, a reminder of the sorrow he had endured. The chance to fight for something, to protect, ignited a flicker of hope within him.
"I'll do it," Erebus finally said, meeting Aster's gaze with newfound resolve. "I'll join the royal guard."
Aster smiled, a glimmer of approval in his eyes. "Good choice, Erebus. We'll make a warrior out of you yet."
As they made their way out of the alley, Erebus couldn't shake the feeling that this moment marked the beginning of a new chapter in his life. The kingdom of Lumis awaited him, filled with challenges and opportunities. He sensed the stirrings of destiny, pulling him into the heart of a world he had only dared to dream of.
"Let's get you out of this mess before anyone else arrives," Aster said, leading Erebus back into the bustling streets. With every step, the shadows of his past faded, replaced by the promise of a future he could finally grasp.
Little did he know that this unexpected alliance would shape not just his fate, but the fate of the entire kingdom.
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Noctis & Lumis: A Tale of Light and Shadow
ФэнтезиIn a realm where the balance between light and darkness teeters on the edge of chaos, Erebus, an orphan raised by the wilderness, possesses an enigmatic power that sets him apart. With pure black hair, striking white pupils, and pale skin, he embodi...