The kingdom was abuzz with joy and relief as the news of the demon lord's defeat spread. However, Taehyun, the hero who had saved the kingdom, stood apart from the celebrations, his expression somber.

Taehyun gazed up at the sky, feeling a deep sense of loss. "I wish you were here, my friend," he whispered, his voice barely audible over the cheering crowds.

Just then, a gentle voice spoke behind him, "You miss him, don't you?"

Taehyun turned to see the king, a young man around his age, standing behind him. He bowed his head in respect.

King Lee Rin placed a hand on Taehyun's shoulder. "Don't worry, I miss him too. You both were like brothers to me."

Taehyun looked up, surprised by the king's words. "Your Majesty..."

Lee Rin smiled wistfully. "I don't judge you or him about what happened. You both did what you thought was right."

Taehyun's expression softened slightly, grateful for the king's understanding.