chapter 2

Chapter 2: A Curious Sight

The white raven remained perched upon the highest branch long after the Crown Prince had returned his attention to the war council.

The camp below was heavy with despair.

Even from this distance, Caelum could hear the strained voices of commanders arguing over strategies that would change nothing.

Humans were fascinating creatures.

They would continue struggling even after the outcome had become obvious.

His green-gold eyes drifted toward the command tent.

The black-haired prince stood at the center of the gathering, surrounded by generals and maps.

Unlike the others, he did not waste his energy shouting.

He simply listened.

Calculated.

Endured.

Caelum tilted his head.

Interesting.

Over the centuries, he had watched countless rulers rise and fall.

Kings.

Emperors.

Conquerors.

Tyrants.

Some had possessed overwhelming strength.

Others had ruled through fear.

Most had eventually become dust beneath the passage of time.

The Crown Prince below was no different.

One day, he too would vanish.

Yet something about him held Caelum's attention.

Not his title.

Not his appearance.

Certainly not his power.

The human was tired.

Caelum could see it clearly.

Not the exhaustion of a sleepless night.

Not the fatigue of a battlefield.

This was the weariness of someone who had been fighting for far too long.

A man surrounded by enemies.

A man who trusted no one.

And yet he continued moving forward.

Strange.

Most humans broke long before reaching this point.

A cold breeze brushed through the trees.

The raven's silver-white feathers shifted beneath the wind.

Below, the Crown Prince finally dismissed the meeting.

The generals departed one by one.

The camp slowly settled into uneasy silence.

Caelum watched as Cassian remained alone inside the tent.

The prince lowered himself into a chair.

For several moments, he simply sat there.

Motionless.

As though the weight of the entire battlefield rested upon his shoulders.

Perhaps it did.

The raven's gaze lingered.

Longer than it should have.

Longer than it ever had on any human.

At last, Caelum spread his wings.

Moonlight gleamed across his feathers.

He rose from the branch without a sound.

As he disappeared into the darkness, a single thought crossed his mind.

Interesting.

Perhaps I shall watch a little longer.

Caelum the white raven or so he looked ….

Generally raven's the omen of death are pitched black, but he had silver feathers like created from moonlight eyes which glistened like jewel jade green surrounded and a tint of gold ..

Nobody could say that it's a raven

He was breathtakingly beautiful as if the most beloved of Goddess Aurelia the Goddess of Beauty, Wisdom, prosperity...

Many thought that when they 1st laid eyes on Caelum but then they shrugged off this thought afterall no matter how breathtaking a raven is still a raven

But there was someone who shared a very different view the Crown Prince Cassian Lucien Valmont for him .. Caelum was the very meaning of Beauty ..he never thought something was beautiful in life it was the first and last time ..

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