C196 Begin!

"It's almost time, young prince," came a respectful whisper from an elderly man clad in silver armor, who bowed before a youth amidst the crowd.

The young man, dressed in a white robe, had fair skin and a handsome visage that exuded an air of scholarly refinement. Yet, a closer look would reveal a chilling, serpentine coldness flickering in his long, narrow phoenix eyes