"Do you think you can do it?" His voice was like a drop of water on a stagnant lake, sending ripples in the silent water.
"Yes." His disciple let out a desperate answer as they stood before the castle of Eunoia.
It was giant and luxurious. The huge garden had tons and tons of magnolia trees, and magical devices were used to light the palace.
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Hael wore a black suit, which complemented his tall body as he strode towards the palace entrance. The guards at the gate promptly greet him and open the door; after all, their peers from before had a very blood-curdling punishment for not recognizing the first prince.
He walked past the dry magnolia trees, the memories tranced in his mind; those memories were some of the sweetest yet the bitterest parts of his life. Hael pursued his lips, forming a thin, tight lip as he entered the palace, and the butler and head maid bowed to his presence.
