Their steps lit up the bustling town, merging slowly into the growing tide of the morning crowd. Klaus watched them through the shop window until they disappeared completely from sight.
"The world is shifting," Klaus murmured under his breath, his voice barely more than a whisper. "And his power is nothing short of extraordinary. Unlike you, old friend... he's not a hero. Your grandson is a warrior at heart. And when he finally understands it, the kingdoms we know will shatter... and the world itself will be reshaped. And me... the old fool... I'll sit back and watch it happen, until the day I see you in heaven and tell you all about him."
His words faded into the air, carried away by the bustling wind.Only a small bloodstain remained on the floor, the last lingering trace of the oath — and even that was quickly being scrubbed away by the maids.
