Rose is cuddling with Auren. They're sleeping on the cliff — silent, peaceful, with the soft wind waving their clothes. Sunny is also beside them, dozing quietly.
Meanwhile, back in the city…
Kaen reaches home. The moon is already high, casting silver light on the quiet streets.
Inside, Ryden is sipping tea, sitting calmly in his wooden chair, lost in his own thoughts.
Kaen enters his room, lies down on his bed, staring at the ceiling. His hands rest behind his head.
Kaen (in mind) –Tomorrow… I'll go to fight. Father must not know. Brother Veon, too…Can I die? If I die in battle, maybe that's okay, too. But if I win… then maybe I'll become a hero. I'm not sure about Mosin. Will he come? Will he fight? I hope not. He's not strong like me… he's just a mage of the army.
Downstairs, Ryden continues sipping his tea.
Veon comes down from his room, adjusting his shirt. Ryden looks at him with a firm expression.
