After spending the last days scouting around not only Castilse but Summeria's lands for the upcoming festival, Loriel reached the palace with his soldiers. The king wearily made his way across his residence.
The moon's light filtered through the windows as he traveled across the hallways with a rather tired expression. Even though Loriel was normally on high alert and always prepared when it came to matters about his kingdom, there were times that even he got exhausted.
This was the result of the strict security perimeters Loriel established while he was gone out of the capital. It wasn't fair to say that this was only because he wanted to avoid seeing Elise, but this was also for the sake of running the kingdom properly.
One of the several palace servants approached him. "Your Majesty, would you like us to prepare you a late-night meal? You seem famished and worn out, Your Majesty."
