02/28- Mal's Love Advice

Malion Drethos had always been an observant man. As Lucian's trusted general and personal guard, it was his duty to read every flicker of expression on his prince's face, every shift in tone, and every unspoken word between him and those around him.

So when Lucian let out an unexpected chuckle—a rare and genuine one at that—Mal's sharp eyes caught it immediately.

The battlefield of emotions between Lucian and Aeliana had been tense, filled with heartbreak, regret, and stubborn persistence. Mal had watched from the sidelines as they danced between anger and longing, each too prideful or too afraid to take that final step forward.

But this laugh—this moment—was different.

Mal raised an eyebrow, folding his arms over his chest as he studied Lucian with mild amusement. "Alright, what's so funny?"