A Golden Deal

"Mmm hmmm…"

The evening air was crisp, carrying the faint aroma of blooming flowers as Kido strolled through the serene palace gardens. The golden light of the setting sun bathed the area in a warm glow, reflecting off the shimmering leaves and ornate fountains.

Kido hummed a soft tune, his golden hair catching the light. 

He seemed at peace—until a shadow darted behind him, swift and silent.

Before he could react, a firm grip clamped over his wrist, and a voice hissed in his ear.

"Don't move."

Kido turned his head slightly and smirked. "Neron."

The garden blurred around him as Neron dragged him into a secluded corner, well-hidden by tall hedges and flowering trees. 

He shoved Kido against a stone pillar, his gaze sharp and unyielding.

"Talk," Neron demanded, his hand glowing faintly as magical restraints coiled around Kido's wrists and ankles. "What's your game? Why did you sneak into my room to warn me?"