Archi's strike

SIX YEARS LATER

 Archi was now twenty years old. In these six years, he had harbored hatred towards Oberon, and he really wanted to strike back. The thought of his mother crying all by herself, and fighting to make ends meet for him as a kid pained him each time he thought of it.

 Each passing day, whenever he was alone, he would keep drawing out new plans on how he would return to that palace and carry out his plans, but his mother never knew all of this, only Thane, his best friend.

 He sat on a log of wood outside, looking up at the sky, and he sighed, "Do you think it is the right time to go back?" He asked no one in particular.

 "What are you waiting for? For the skies to turn red, and purple before you take it as a sign to go back?"

Archi groaned, "I swear, I'd kill you one day Thane," he swiped at him, "Go away!"

Thane laughed, and sat beside him, "Surprise!"

He rolled his eyes, "What are you doing here?"