Princess in the Ivory Tower

The tranquil silence of the Ivory Tower was disturbed by the clangor of steel. 

The chilling litany of clashing blades echoed from the pristine white walls, and powerful gusts of wind battered them like siege rams. However, there was no battle raging under the roof of the great pagoda. 

Instead, three figures moved across its floor in a graceful dance, wielding blades made of shadow against each other. 

They were Nephis and Sunny — two incarnations of him, to be precise. 

Changing Star had been sent away from the main force of the Sword Army, but the Fire Keepers were not. That, too, was part of her punishment… and although Sunny could see that she was concerned about her people, he was selfishly glad that they practically had the entire Ivory Island to themselves. 

No one was here to disturb them, so they could spend time together however they wished. 

And they had.