The Crown Prince's residence had become both bustling and strangely quiet.
Ever since he was officially named Crown Prince, the invitations for dinners, parties, and even matchmaking meetings had surged—honestly, it was very exhausting.
Everyone looked at him like he was some kind of prize.
And yet, within the estate, there was an almost eerie silence.
He remembered running down these very hallways and getting scolded for chasing little Vaelrik.
He remembered sitting in the visible courtyard, eating sandwiches with his siblings.
He'd once tried to help tend the garden—though really, he'd only gotten in the way.
The echoes of those memories still lingered in this place.
But now, Kaelion was the only one left.
Vaelrik came home from time to time, but he mostly spent half his time with Gavrius.
Seraphina never returned.
Morin lived in an entirely different country.
Even Nyx, whom he thought might remain, had moved to live in the royal castle.
He was alone here.
