The hustle and bustle of the streets in South-Mairak kingdom were as busy, noisy and packed as usual. The early morning trade, the loud voices of traders, children that were supposed to be in school running here and there, without the fear of upcoming vehicles. Even though the sun was blazing to its fullest on this hot afternoon, that didn't dissuade the crowd from coming out.
Amongst the busy roads, there was a guy, putting on a cape on his blond locks to hide his royal features, his attire was all black to stir away any suspicion regarding his identity. The sword he clutched steadily by his side was daring anyone to try pick a fight with him but a glare from him will send them flying away.
He turned right and the men behind him followed immediately, the prince let out a heavy sigh and mumbled.
''Mother and her foolishly loyal dogs''
