A Prince's Curiosity And A Broken Blade

Lyra made her way up the stairs to the VIP section, her steps heavy as she was lost in thought. As she reached the top, she looked around the area until her gaze landed on the crown prince, Alexander. With a calm stride, she made her way over to him, her expression somber yet calm.

Alexander greeted her with a cheerful smile, his eyes bright with curiosity. "Hey, Lyra! What brings you up here? Thought you were going for some last-minute practice before your match?"

Lyra's response was tinged with melancholy as she sank into the seat beside him. "No point in practicing anymore."

Confusion furrowed Alexander's brow as he leaned in slightly. "Sorry, what was that?"

With a heavy sigh, Lyra lifted her gaze to meet his. "I lost," she confessed, her words heavy with defeat. "I lost to someone in a practice duel. I'm out of the tournament now."