Under the twilight sky, Kian settled atop the Tower of London, his golden fur glowing softly against the ancient stone walls. He did not come as a conqueror but as a silent protector, drawn to the fortress’s long history of kings, queens, and whispered secrets. As the River Thames shimmered below, he listened to the echoes of the past, honoring those who once walked these grounds. With a gentle gaze, Kian watched over the city, ensuring that history would be remembered, not feared.