It was a rainy day in Emir. The rain bore down mercilessly upon the kingdom, pounding on the rooftops and turning the cobbled streets of the Emir into a warren of slick stones and muddy waters.
"Brother..." Loren stood behind Warren who kept looking over the city and its people through the windows.
The trickles of droplets from the rain made the view in front of Warren distorted. Due to the poor engineering, the pavement made of limestones became wet due to the overflowing of accumulated rainwater.
Despite the heavy rain, the children of Emir were playing and dancing on the streets like they were in some sort of festival. This scene made Warren's lips curve and let out a small grin on his face.
