Imperial Camp...
Late that moonlit night, most soldiers had already fallen asleep, preparing to march out again soon.
Despite the camp's massive size, it remained eerily quiet. The only sources of light were scattered campfires. The only ones awake were the unlucky soldiers assigned to patrol duty, in case something unexpected occurred.
Deep within the camp, there was a simple cell ..
A temporary prison, holding one specific individual.
The man whose name had become the talk of every mouth.
He was the hero of the war, and because of that, no one dared overstep their bounds with him.
Since being locked up in that cell, he had only spoken to a few high-ranking officers who came by occasionally to question him—hoping to understand his motives.
Lord Starlight's behavior had baffled many.
No one could say for certain whether he was a hero… or a monster.
The answer remained unclear.
But so far, he had remained quiet ..
And that, at least, had given them some comfort.
