--The Nydisian Kingdom, The Castle, The Front Gates--
The royal carriage had just passed through the castle gates. And lined up in the courtyard were the castle guests, noblemen who had arrived, and the servants and maid far behind.
All stood in acknowledgement of the King's return.
The carriage came to a halt as one of the coachmen dropped down from the front and opened the carriage door for His Majesty.
The slight polish of Lucian's attire shone briefly against the sun's glare. His tall stature revealed itself as he stepped out of the carriage.
Lucian's red eyes held a glare of pride as he glanced upon his subjects. His walk was powerful, commanding respect from those he passed by.
"My King," the guards lowered their heads as they opened the doors of the royal court. Lucian's steps were paced and swift as he entered the royal court.
Many bowed out of respect, others bowed because his presence commanded it.
