(17 Years After)
Eros stood by the mountain cliff looking at the vast land of the enchanted forest. He watched as the sun rose in the sky. He closed his eyes and opened his arms. The wind gently blew towards him gracefully dancing around him.
“Beautiful morning, your majesty…” a voice spoke behind him.
“It’s beautiful indeed, master...” Eros smiled enthusiastically and turned to Seth.
“Are you ready?” Seth asked and patted his apprentice’ shoulder.
“Always am…”
Eros pulled out his twin blade from his back, one forged with magic by the elven prince, Regin and the other, the blade belonging to the late queen Marya. He leaps in the air to attack Seth with it on their morning ritual.
Metal blades clashed and sounds echoing the enchanted forest. Eros had a smirk on his
