--The Nydisian Kingdom, The Castle, King Quarters--
Just before sunrise the following morning, Lucian was already awakened.
He stood bare-chested in his bedroom and wore his robe that was made of the finest silk. His chest muscles, as well as his abs, were in full view as he did not wrap the robe around him. The robe fell straight by his sides and exuded the aura of a king.
He walked through the corridors, ignoring the maids that stopped and bowed in his presence. When he arrived at his destination, he was expectant to see the person he wanted to speak with was already awake.
"Milord," Llewellyn greeted before stepping out of his room to accompany the King.
"We can recruit soldiers from the academy, they're young, their powers are still in discovery. All they require is some training," Lucian shared with Llewellyn his plan to move for the students studying at the academy.
