"Babe, I'm telling you, I was shocked. Right there in the meeting, in front of every dynasty head, the boy suddenly started performing our Eryndor art like he was possessed! That child is a demon, I tell you! I'm starting to suspect he's not even from this planet!"
King Cassian stood before a large screen, his expression stern and unusually serious.
Displayed on the screen was a woman of striking, regal beauty. Dressed in elaborate black ceremonial robes, with full lips painted pitch-black and several golden ornaments woven into her hair and adorning her attire, the Queen of the Ferran Empire, Genova Aur Eryndor, stared at her husband with deeply furrowed brows.
"…how did he get a hold of it?"
"I have absolutely no idea!" Cassian vehemently shook his head. "I've thought of every explanation I can think of, and none of them make any damn sense. Honestly, I think… I think he somehow copied it from Arcturus during their battle."
"From… Arcturus?"
