On one side stood Prince Dorian, the first Prince of Aetherlyn, who is known for his precise skill with a sword and his bloodthirsty nature on the battlefield.
He wore a light linean tunic that allowed him to move swiftly, and his hand rested firmly on the hilt of his sword—a weapon he wielded with deadly accuracy. His expression was calm, though his eyes gleamed with the thrill of the challenge.
Facing him was Prince Vincent, the Crown Prince of Drakonia, the kingdom of the Drakonian race. Vincent was a striking figure; his eyes were cold and unreadable, containing humor in his eyes.
His reputation as a fearsome warrior preceded him, known for his merciless victories on the battlefield. In his hand, he gripped a heavy sword with a dragon-forged hilt, its blade a reflection of the deadly power Vincent held.
