The droplets sparkled silver where they landed, their movements as harmonious as they were chaotic.
Even in its wildest thrashing, the sea retained a sense of order and beauty.
"No matter how barren the land, a prince's life is never truly barren," Michael continued.
"The youngest prince grew up arrogant and selfish, pampered by endless support and elite education."
And perhaps… Michael bit back the rest of the thought that rose in his throat.
Perhaps that was always his nature to begin with.
To tell this story properly, Michael would have to reveal where he came from.
But there was no need—and no reason—for that. Whether Radiance was from Earth or not made no real difference.
"You know as well as I do, Drake," Michael began, "when a powerful man is arrogant and selfish, disaster always follows."
Drake nodded silently. That was an eternal truth.
