A Prince from the Other Side
Chapter 3: The First Meeting
"The neutral zone between Solara and Umbraxis – an old fortress turned meeting hall, tense with silence."
Jayden Aurelthane
(Mc)
(whispering to Amara) This place feels cursed.
Amara Aurelthane
(Mc Big Sister)
Because it is. This used to be Varkain territory… before they vanished.
Jessie Khan
(Mc childhood friend)
(holding his crossbow) I Don’t like the vibes. Smells like ash and betrayal.
Zelquinn Eryndale
(Mc childhood friend)
(eyes narrowed) They’re here.
"Ashborne delegation enters – cloaked in black and red, led by Devon Ashborne."
Jayden Aurelthane
(Mc)
(quietly) That’s him.
Devon Ashborne (Ml)
(eyes locking on Jayden) So… the Golden Prince.
Jayden Aurelthane
(Mc)
And you must be the Flameborn. Or do you prefer brooding warrior?
Devon Ashborne (Ml)
Depends who’s asking. Your Majesty.
Jayden Aurelthane
(Mc)
Just Jayden is fine.
We're here to talk. Not posture.
Devon Ashborne (Ml)
Pity. You posture well.
Inside the meeting chamber, both parties take their seats. Eyes watch. Words are few.
Valestor Ashborne (Ml Father)
Envoy Umbraxis agrees to the ceasefire—if Solara withdraws troops from the eastern ridge.
Khaleon Aurelthane
(Mc Older Brother)
(via crystal projection) Not without equal withdrawal.
Zernyx Ashborne (Ml Older Brother)
Your walls are already half a step into our soil.
Jayden Aurelthane
(Mc)
We don’t need fire and shadow here. Just clarity.
Devon Ashborne (Ml)
Clarity is earned. Not gifted.
"Suddenly, a shadow darts across the hall—followed by a blade thrown toward Devon."
Zelquinn Eryndale
(Mc childhood friend)
There's an AMBUSH!
Jayden Aurelthane
(Mc)
Devon, MOVE!
Devon Ashborne (Ml)
Too slow.
Devon blocks the blade with a burst of flame. Jayden follows with a radiant barrier, shielding the delegates.
Devon Ashborne (Ml)
(eyes wide as their powers touch) What was that?
Jayden Aurelthane
(Mc)
…Your fire. It didn’t burn me.
Assassins drop from the rafters—cloaked in dark sigils, neither Solaran nor Ashborne.
Jessie Khan
(Mc childhood friend)
They’re not ours!
Saelion Zevraeth (Ml childhood friend)
(from behind Devon, blade drawn) And definitely not ours.
Jayden Aurelthane
(Mc)
Then we fight together.
Jayden’s light collides with Devon’s fire—blinding brilliance and searing heat explode through the chamber. The assassins scream.
Devon Ashborne (Ml)
Your magic… It doesn’t clash with mine.
Jayden Aurelthane
(Mc)
It harmonizes.
Their eyes lock. A pulse of ancient energy surges between them.
the last assassin falls and the two princes stand back-to-back, glowing in gold and crimson.
Jayden Aurelthane
(Mc)
💭 Why does it feel like I’ve known him before?
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