Ephraim stands atop the castle battlements, gazing out at the rolling hills of Renais. His twin sister Eirika approaches from behind, her footsteps light.

Eirika:

"Brother, there you are. Father has been looking for you."

Ephraim: He turns, giving her a small smile.

"Has he? My apologies, I was lost in thought."

Eirika:

"About what?"

She asks gently, coming to stand beside him.

Ephraim:

"The future. Our duty as prince and princess. I wonder if we are ready for the responsibilities that lie ahead."

Eirika:

She places a hand on his arm, her expression soft.

"Do not doubt yourself, brother. You will make a fine king."

Ephraim: He chuckles.

"Only if I have you by my side, sister. We have always faced challenges together, and together we shall rule Renais."

Eirika: She smiles brightly.

"Of course. We are stronger side by side. Now come, before Father scolds us for being late again!"

Eirika takes her brother's hand, leading him from the battlements.