(The Following Day)
In a small yet richly adorned chamber within the castle were Silver and his father, Silas Morningstar.
The walls were covered in intricate tapestries that depicted epic battles and legendary heroes. The vibrant colors and detailed scenes added a sense of grandeur to the room.
A large, ornate mirror stood in one corner, reflecting the flickering light from a candelabra that cast a warm, golden glow across the room. Shelves lined with ancient scrolls and miscellaneous items hinted at the storied history of the Morningstar family.
As Silver stood before his father who sat on a wooden chair, his gaze appeared unfocused and distant. His father noticed this and stopped adding the finishing touches to his son's robes.
"So, how do you feel son?"
Silas asked, and Silver was briefly startled by the sudden question. His father had not said a word to him while he was observing his robes.