Deep within the high stone fortress of the Lumia Kingdom, the air was still and remarkably cold.
Inside a grand chamber framed by polished marble pillars, a young man stood before a tall, gilded mirror. His dark, neatly styled black hair framed a sharp, unreadable face dominated by dark, calculating eyes. He was dressed in immaculate gold and black attire—a high-collared black dress shirt layered beneath a finely tailored vest with intricate floral embroidery, wrapped in a heavy dark jacket boasting wide, shimmering gold lapels. Around his throat, a dark ribbon tie was secured with a pristine golden broach, gleaming under the ambient light of the chandelier overhead.
