Chapter 1: The Exalted Prince
"Long live Prince Remiel!" "Long live our savior!" "Long live Prince Remiel!"
The capital city of the Solstice Empire, Astreon, trembled with praises and shouts.
From the cliffs of the East Gate to the exaggerated palace in the center, people flooded the streets, casting flowers on the pavement, chanting slogans, and welcoming the empire’s soldiers.
Horns bellowed throughout the capital, reaching every corner of the city.
A single man rode alone at the front of the entire parade of soldiers.
His short, tousled, and wavy dark-brown hair swayed in the wind, still dirty with ash and bright red blood.
A chisled, handsome face sat beneath a shiny golden crown, signifying his high standing in the royal family.
His stormy gray-blue eyes, sharp as blades, gazed forward, utterly detached from everything.
His lean, battle-honed body rested on the saddle, his back straight, showing his discipline as a warrior.
His black iron and golden armor were scarred and dented in places where spirits had tried to pierce but failed miserably.
Prince Remiel St. Clair.