At the Thunder Dragon Sanctuary, Odin leaned against his throne, one fist supporting the side of his face.

The two servants who had just finished cleaning retreated to a corner of the hall, glancing toward Odin on the throne as they whispered among themselves.

“His Majesty seems to have something on his mind these past few days. Do you know what’s going on?”

“Mm, maybe it has something to do with Princess Yuna?”

“What about her?”

“Doesn’t she usually come back about once a month? But this time it’s been over forty days. Maybe she had a falling-out with His Majesty.”

“Maybe. It’s not really our place to say anything. Let’s go.”