Lord Artan, a dashing and charismatic man, wore a long, beautiful fur robe that exuded authority. None of the servants who usually greeted guests in unison when Lucas, the Crown Prince of the Moon Kingdom, arrived were present. Lord Artan had already understood this. He knew full well that Lucas was not a prince who enjoyed excessive attention or ostentatious formalities.
The afternoon sky was a golden orange, as if to illuminate the important meeting that was about to take place. When Lord Artan greeted him at the door, Lucas shook the man's hand calmly and looked him straight in the eye. Without further ado, the two entered the Traxis residence, a magnificent building that exuded luxury yet remained elegant.
"Thank you, Prince Lucas, for taking the time to come here. Honestly, you don't need to bother. We can handle this matter ourselves," Lord Artan said in a polite but firm tone.