He yawned, feeling somewhat tired. His body didn't ache—not when he was sleeping on a luxurious bed.
Even after a week, the room still felt unfamiliar. The bed was wide but low, the carpets were beautiful, and the interior design was cozy.
The chandelier hung low from tbe ceiling, giving off a soft light and casting deep shadows across the room.
Just the way he liked it.
He stretched, walking over to the wide curtains and slowly shifting them aside.
White clouds drifted past the window, vast and endless. In the distance, a reptilian creature soared through the sky. At least it wasn't a wyvern. He just wanted to get this over with as soon as possible.
His fingers brushed against the locket around his neck. A gift from his sister—an heirloom from their mother. She had made him promise to bring it back.
A thin smile tugged at his lips. It was Luna's way of telling him to come back safely.