1263 1263. Silver halo

"Beautiful, isn't it?" A voice resounded from behind Noah while he studied the golden net.

The owner of that voice didn't try to hide its presence. Noah recognized him as soon as he sensed his aura. Second Prince had come to visit him.

"Is this your way of ambushing me?" Noah asked without turning.

Noah had asked Second Prince to remain a constant threat in his life, but the Royal had disappeared from the political scene after that conversation.

"The world is too frail to endure a battle between us," Second prince replied. "Saving this plane has the priority. We can go back to our games only after everything stabilizes."

"You aren't helping the world if the rest of your family is still here," Noah said while turning.

Second Prince hadn't changed in those years, but his expression appeared more relaxed. He didn't carry his wide smile or his expressionless face anymore. He seemed at peace.