Owen gazed upon the familiar Gate of Space, casting a glance over the picturesque Dreamscape Valley.
"Alright, let's go," he declared.
The group stepped into the Gate of Space, embarking on their journey home.
After a brief, barely perceptible tremor, Owen once again found his feet firmly planted on solid ground.
The familiar palace, the familiar Raymond. He stood emotionless atop the staircase, casting a cold glance at the princes before moving to the king's side.
The king's face was wreathed in smiles.
"My children, you have finally returned," he exclaimed.
Chrisman and Finn knelt on one knee:
"Father Emperor."
The members of the royal guard followed suit, kneeling and proclaiming respectfully:
"Your Majesty the King."
Owen looked at the king but did not kneel. As the saint of dragons, there was no one in this world who could withstand his bow.
The king's gaze inevitably fell on the bound Oliver.
