Kenji's eyes widened as he stepped into the grand palace. The high ceilings, intricate carvings, and lavish furnishings took his breath away. He had never seen such opulence before.
Kaito, his guardian, nudged him forward. "Come, Kenji. We must meet with the king."
As they walked through the palace corridors, Kenji couldn't help but feel a sense of unease. Something didn't feel right.
They finally arrived at the throne room, where the king sat waiting. He was a tall, imposing figure with a stern expression.
"Ah, Kaito," the king said, his voice deep and commanding. "You've brought the young man."
Kaito bowed. "Yes, Your Majesty. This is Kenji."
The king's eyes narrowed as he studied Kenji. "I see. And you claim he is my son?"
Kaito nodded. "Yes, Your Majesty. Kenji is the rightful heir to the throne."
The king's expression turned skeptical. "I'm not convinced. We will need to run some tests to confirm his identity."
Kenji felt a surge of frustration. Why didn't the king believe him?
But before he could say anything, a commotion broke out outside the throne room. Guards rushed in, surrounding a young woman.
"Your Majesty," one of the guards said, "we've caught a spy trying to infiltrate the palace."
The king's expression turned cold. "Bring her forward."
As the guards dragged the woman forward, Kenji's eyes locked onto hers. She was beautiful, with piercing green eyes and long, curly brown hair.
But what caught his attention was the look of defiance in her eyes. She was not afraid, despite being caught and surrounded by guards.
"Who are you?" the king demanded.
The woman smiled, a mischievous glint in her eye. "My name is Luna," she said. "And I'm here to uncover the secrets of this palace."
Kenji felt a shiver run down his spine. Who was this mysterious woman, and what did she want?
To be continued...