ISAAK held back a sigh while watching Princess Runa.
Right now, the two of them were riding his household's fancy carriage while entering the Royal Capital. Since the carriage carried the Viotto family crest, the people outside scurried away to avoid it out of fear and not out of respect.
Princess Runa didn't seem to notice that, though.
His royal niece was busy admiring the beautiful buildings in the Plaza with sparkling eyes. Everything seemed to amaze her. And as usual, it already made the princess happy.
[You own everything you see, Princess Runa.]
"Sir Uncle, the capital is really pretty!" Princess Runa gushed, her eyes big and sparkling. "And everyone is wearing pretty clothes, too!"
It made sense because they passed by the Plaza that the nobles frequented.
