One day, the king was playing with the baby prince, lifting him up and down as the child laughed joyfully. Suddenly, the prince waved his tiny hands in the air, as if trying to grasp something unseen. In that very moment, a burst of wind surged from beneath him, and the baby began to float—drifting left and right, giggling happily.
The king froze for a split second in shock. Then, reacting instantly, he leapt forward, catching the child midair and pulling him safely into his arms. Holding him close, he looked at his son with a mix of awe and pride.
"Looks like someone is in a hurry to show off his little talent," he said with a warm smile.
But as the moment passed, a deeper thought settled in his mind. His son was growing quickly—too quickly—and his abilities were already beginning to manifest. If the boy was to reach his full potential, the king knew he must provide the finest guidance and resources, ensuring that nothing would hinder his extraordinary growth.
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After playing for a while, the king noticed that the baby prince was starting to fall asleep. His laughter had faded into soft murmurs, and his tiny eyes struggled to stay open.
Smiling, the king gently carried him to his cradle, knowing the child was tired and needed rest. He carefully laid him down, making sure he was comfortable.
For a moment, the prince stirred, still half-awake. The king leaned closer and softly sang a lullaby—quiet and soothing. Slowly, the baby relaxed, his breathing becoming steady as he drifted off to sleep.
The king stood there for a few moments, watching his son sleep peacefully.
"Looks like the boy is growing well," he said to himself with a small smile.
Feeling proud and content, he quietly turned and went back to his duties, his heart light knowing he had such a talented son.
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As the king attended to his duties, his thoughts drifted back to the prince.
The child had already shown a natural affinity for the element of air—an extraordinary sign at such a young age. If nurtured properly, he would one day grow into a true master of the skies.
Yet that was not all.
The king could sense that the Heart Stone was constantly refining his body, strengthening him with each passing moment. Such a rare constitution with strength that grows every moment and great natural talent in the air element could shape him into something far greater—a dual master, possessing the strength of a giant and the swiftness of the wind.
A battlewing master… one who might stand unmatched in the future.
But such promise came with its own dangers.
That future could only be realized if everything remained under control. Though the kingdom stood in peace now, the king knew better than to trust in calm for too long. No one could predict what trials lay ahead—especially for a child with such a mysterious and powerful nature.