Chapter 83: The Crown Prince (part 2)

Azure shifts his gaze toward the staircase as the prince descends with an effortless, commanding air. The feline-like features of the Vorrans—sharp eyes, subtly pointed ears, and lithe, powerful movements—are unmistakable in him. Yet there's something more. His every step is measured, every glance deliberate, like a predator surveying his domain.

"This prince…" Azure murmurs, his voice low enough that only Lysara can hear. "He's quite strong. Almost an elite warrior."

Lysara nods slightly, her hair catching the soft glow of the chandeliers. "He's the crown prince for a reason," she replies, her tone neutral but firm. "Strength and skill are expected of someone in his position. He wouldn't have survived the court otherwise."