Chapter 59: Father's Duty, Brother's Love

The grand study of Valeidio's royal palace was filled with the warm glow of afternoon sunlight streaming through the tall, arched windows.

King Xavian, his regal demeanor softened by the lines of concern etched into his features, sat at the head of a long, oak table.

Across from him, Crown Prince Theron leaned forward, his muscular frame tense as they discussed the affairs of the kingdom.

The bond between father and son was evident in the way they spoke, a mutual respect and understanding that had been forged through years of shared responsibility and trust.

Their conversation, which had started with matters of state, shifted to more personal topics as the afternoon wore on.

"It's been weeks since Eirik left for Zephyros," Theron said, his voice tinged with a hint of longing. "I miss him. The palace feels emptier without him around."