The Rogue Prince Of - Persia

“The fire revealed the false ceiling.”

Reza’s face hardened. “You threaten treason?” The Rogue Prince of Persia

“You saved my life,” Reza said, not a question. “The fire revealed the false ceiling

His name was Cyrus. And he could see the threads. ” Reza said

They stood in silence. A scorpion skittered between their boots. Cyrus didn't kill it. He had seen it, in a dream, saving a child’s life two summers from now. You didn’t kill futures. You defied them, or you rode them.

They would hunt him, of course. They would call him traitor, madman, viper. But in the alleys below, a street child looked up and saw a figure silhouetted against the stars—a figure who had once paid off her mother’s debt with a sapphire the size of an egg.