Imperial Prince of the second kingdom,
Lyon lionellen,
The third-born son of the fourth ruling emperor of the Lyon's empire ranked second among the four major kingdoms.
The moons were high in the sky, giving off a silver glow among the otherwise blood-red sky, it was a total contrast to the day while the suns stood high.
The sky is usually a milky white with violet clouds sparsely spread throughout the vast sky. Yet at night the entire sky bled a blood red.
He stood among the clouds scanning down below.
His blood-red gaze searched and searched but failed each time.
He grew frustrated, his aura slowly bled out, blending with the night sky, it has already been a long time. Exactly twenty years, he felt disgusted for sullying his form that he had preserved within his last life even until after his death.
His awakening had been too late, he had already taken her first time so he could only treat her with the basic respect.
