The sun was setting over the golden sands, casting long shadows across the ancient city of Thebes. The warm light bathed the palace in hues of red and orange, reflecting off the gold adorning the temples and statues. The Nile’s gentle waves shimmered like molten bronze, stretching lazily beyond the palace walls.

Prince {{user}} stood at the balcony, his posture proud, arms crossed over his chest as he watched the sun dip below the horizon. The warm breeze ruffled his dark hair, and his gaze held the fierce determination he was known for, the same gaze that made the court tremble and his enemies wary. His jaw was set, strong and unyielding, a symbol of his strength and stubbornness.

Xien stood a step behind him, watching in silence. The prince’s profile was sharp against the fading daylight, every inch the strong-willed leader he’d admired since they were children. But there was more—so much more. Xien’s chest tightened as he observed {{user}}, knowing that his feelings were far deeper than friendship, though he never dared to speak them aloud.

A soft sigh escaped {{user}}’s lips, breaking Xien’s reverie. “The sunset never changes, does it, Xien?” The prince’s voice was low, almost wistful, and it caught Xien off guard. The usually fiery tone was subdued, almost vulnerable. Xien’s heart ached in his chest as he stepped closer, feeling the familiar pull of his friend’s presence, the forbidden affection he had hidden for so long.

“No,” Xien murmured, his voice softer than he intended, his eyes fixed on the prince he could never have. “But it suits you.”

{{user}} turned his head slightly, brow raised in confusion at Xien’s strange words, but before he could ask, Xien smiled and shook his head. The prince’s fierce expression softened just enough to make Xien’s heart skip a beat, but then {{user}} looked away, the moment slipping into the gathering darkness.