Chapter Text
The Prince of the End only got letters from four people; each had a wax seal to show from whom that letter came. So, for him to hold a letter like this was strange. It did not have a wax seal, it was wrinkled and had scorch signs.
The prince opened the letter carefully. It looked like it may crumble at any moment.
Nas aue Menitire,
I am sad to inform you that the Aether is falling and Allerion is nowhere to be found. By the time you get this letter, it will have likely fallen completely. Fortunately, I was able to save myself with the help of an old friend. We are currently residing in the Overworld. If anyone else from the Aether was able to bring themselves to safety is unknown to me. Stay safe my friend.
-Perca Uns
The Prince was shocked. How had it come to the point that an entire dimension had fallen and no one on the End court had said anything? How had that gone unnoticed and where was Allerion?
His shock, that an entire dimension had fallen, was broken up by a knock on the wooden door of his study that he was currently in. He hid the letter between two pages of his Field notes and breathed in and out, trying to regain his composure. Finally, he answered. “Come in”.
In came a figure, slightly shorter than the prince, in black and purple armor, Sword in a holster dangling from the hip. The figure closed the door and bowed. “Your Highness.” The prince started to laugh and gently shoved the figure. “I already said, stop the formalities when it’s just us. Both of you do that.” Now the figure laughed too. “I know. I know.”
“So, what brings you here? Formalities or just wanting to see your boyfriend” The Prince asked after a while of the two of them laughing together. “Sadly formalities. She sends me, to inform you that we will be leaving for the Overworld court shortly because of an emergency meeting.”
The prince nodded. He figured he knew what this meeting was about with the letter he got earlier. From an old friend.
He hoped Perut Uns was okay wherever he and his friend were.