Chapter 80: [Duel]
"If you are willing to wager so much on such a gamble, then so be it.
I accept."
Robin’s jaw clenched as he exchanged a worried glance with Kael.
The prince’s acceptance had sealed their fates.
Later, the garden was silent.
The clearing had been swept clean, the air sharp with tension. Even the birds seemed to hold their songs.
Kael stood alone, fastening the last clasp of his enchanted leather armor.
It was lighter than steel but layered with quiet protections — practical, unassuming.
Across from him, the Crown Prince stood tall in ceremonial dueling armor: polished, gilded, and utterly confident.
Elara sat quietly on a stone bench beneath the shade of an old tree, hands folded on her lap. Her gaze stayed fixed on Kael, unreadable.
Above, the sky was clear. Too clear.