Din, Din, Din, Din, Din, Din~
Landon's boots echoed across the vast hallway, with several people bowing deeply whenever he passed them by.
"Good morning, your Majesty! Good Morning, your Majesty!"
This is not the first time several guards and staff are seeing his Majesty. However, no matter how many sparse times they saw him, they still felt a wave of reverence and awe hit their chests.
'Son/daughter… I just had eye contact with his Majesty Landon. Do I think I should now donate my eyeballs to Science?'
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Brian walked beside Landon with several papers resting on his handheld brown writing support piece.
Adjusting his glasses, he continued–
"Your majesty, today's Census meeting is vital to our future plans. We must completely understand just how much we have grown this year, and make plans for expansion for the next decades to come."
