In the Kingdom of Mythesan
Inside a spacious study, the faint scent of old books and polished wood lingered in the air. Sunlight streamed through large windows, illuminating a well-manicured rose garden outside. The only sounds were the distant chirping of birds from the garden and the soft rustle of paper. Towering bookshelves, several maps, and stacks of documents were arranged on a grand golden desk.
A man stood with his back to the room, facing the window. His slightly messy black hair had a few streaks of blood-red, and a thin scar adorned his cheek. He wore a black uniform combined with light, intricately carved armor. His hands were clasped behind his back.
The man let out a long sigh. "My dearest Shufa... have you given them the mission?"
