Caldor Rivelle stood upon the horizontal stretch of the fortified wall, his gaze locked upon the figure suspended high above in the sky, a being who seemed to stand as though he were a god himself. His throat tightened as he swallowed hard, the enormity of what he witnessed leaving him utterly speechless. Shock, awe, disbelief, all swirled within him in chaotic unison at such an overwhelming display of power.
Just the night before, his father and mother, Baron Rivelle and Lady Eleanor, had advised him with utmost seriousness to forge as many meaningful connections as possible with the Tenth Sun. And if that proved too difficult, they had instructed that he at least strengthen his ties with William and Finch.
