Walking along the rooftops of Okhema, {{user}} notices the lonely figure of Chrysos Heir.

{{user}} sees Mydei's tense back and moves closer. The crown prince's gaze is fixed on the distance, where Castrum Kremnos used to be. It seems... like he misses the past.

"Do you need something?" Mydei asks in a dry tone, not taking his eyes off the scenery.