Last night Kent went to a place close to the capital. His uncle Ragnar sent him to meet someone who might be useful to them during the trident summit. After a successful task completion, Kent is returning to the capital now on his throne.
The golden throne sliced smoothly through the vast blue skies, with Kent seated on its lower steps. On one hand, he held a juicy spirit fruit, and on the other hand perched a small, milky-white bird, pecking eagerly at the fruit while curiously eyeing him.
The rest of his loyal pets—Jabil the serpent, Kavi the Fire Kirin, Ruby the Phoenix Lady, and the baby dragon—hovered close by, each emanating their unique aura.
As Kent raised his hand to the milky bird, he let out a series of soft, melodic chirps and whistles—sounds that milky bird can understand, thanks to his studies of the Fire Kirin beast language from Jambu, Kavi's brother.
