A legend told that far, far away, on the edge of the magical realms, there was a city, a great black city built on a mountain famous for its curse.
Only the black mages and all those who were deeply linked to the darkness were allowed to enter this place of the night, feared by all. It was there, far from the light, that a young boy named Miron was imprisoned. He lived within the walls of a huge building, among other children, under the domination of a banished black mage, who tried to subdue him because of his rebellious and untamable nature. Miron did not know how to break free from this terrible prison. But opportunity knocked in the year he turned thirteen when he discovered a power his dark tormentors wished he had never known.

The Prince Of Mages

Kei soon realized, that his friend was going home. So when he lost him, and quickly by the look of it, he did not hesitate to go back to the restaurant and found him there as he had expected, standing on the balcony taking care of the dwarf trees. 


“Miron, I saw you leaving the hospital.” The young blond man began, timidly. “Are you alright?” 


Miron, who had recently sensed Kei's presence behind him, was not offended by his act or his question. 


“No...” he answered with an almost inaudible whisper. 


“You know it wasn't your fault, don't you? I mean what happened to Clarine. And to reassure you, everyone knows it. Even you should know. And Clarine, Clarine wouldn't have wanted...” 


But Miron cut short his friend's clumsy explanations by turning violently to him and declared imperiously. 


“No matter how things turned out, some of them will just never allow us to be innocent.” 


Promise