A day had passed as Han moved silently through the dimly lit halls of the castle. The soft glow of the full moon outside was the only source of light, illuminating his path in the darkness.
In his hands, he held the red life core. Excitement flickered in his eyes as he uttered some magic words under his breath, holding the core close. A door manifested in the wall as Han's face broke into a small smile. He pushed the door open to reveal a hidden room, vast in size.
His eyes scanned the surroundings, finally falling upon the figure he loved. He moved closer, his voice filled with apologies.
"The day I've been waiting for is fast approaching," Han said, a tone of sorrow in his voice. "I'm sorry for making you wait for so long."
Han glanced down at the life core in his hands, feeling its weight before mumbling more magic words. He then began unbuttoning the shirt of the person lying on the bed before securing the life core in its rightful place.
"I have to return it since I'm unsure of whether I'll survive the war," Han explained. "However, knowing how much trouble you would cause if you awakened too soon, I've infused magic into your life core to delay your waking until I return or until the conflict finally comes to an end."
Han says before he steps out the room he sighs tiredly. Oh how he want for everything to back to normal for this war to end….
Han stepped out of the door and looked back, ensuring it vanished from sight. He couldn't allow anyone to discover this secret chamber at the moment.
As he walked away to his room, a pang of emptiness washed over him. The absence of the life core he had kept so close now left him feeling oddly hollow.
-as the night had pass and the sun rise above the sky announces the new day had begun-
Han was standing beside Charles as the maids and servants make sure that every thing is ready to go
Han rolled his eyes at the extravagant royal carriage with its entourage and exclaimed as he knows how charles love to show off to everyone , "Absolutely not! We're heading into war, not a royal procession! We're not going in that gigantic, showy carriage."
Charles glanced at the luxurious carriage once more, admiring its grandeur. He said, "This carriage looks fantastic, and who knows what could happen in war? So let me enjoy the moment here, Han!"
Han shook his head in disbelief, rolling his eyes once more. "Fine, suit yourself then. I'm finding a different one."
Charles, undeterred, climbed into the lavish carriage with a smug expression. "Have it your way then!"
-With everything prepared, the carriages began to move, gliding swiftly through the landscape. Thanks to the use of magic, they reached their destination in an impressively short timeframe, covering the distance in only three hours-
Han departed from the carriage, he wasn't in mood for the "welcoming the princes things" so he immediately left the place As he walk through the crowd he finally reached the main base
He saw a men standing in front someone… he wasn't that curious but aria was there too so he walk to her but his attention was suddenly drawn elsewhere as his eyes fell upon John.
Han paused, frozen in his tracks, his eyes fixed on John's unexpected presence. He wasn't even that sure if it was john!
John appeared stronger and more masculine than before. His once lean frame had now gained muscular mass, adding a rugged appeal to his overall demeanor.
His hair, longer now than before, reached his shoulders, giving him a slightly untamed look. But it was the scar on his lips that truly caught one's attention, adding a hint of roguish charm to his face.
Han couldn't help but wonder how much someone could change in just a year. He was so focused on john but aria's voice had brought him to his senses "han! You are here?"
Han looked at aria as he noticed john's cold gaze on him it was so obvious that john doesn't like the fact that he was in here…