Days passed once more, and Arren didn't get to meet the emperor again after that lunch. He was disappointed, but he knew that the monarch had a lot of things to do on his hands, and he didn't have the reason to ask an audience from him directly.
However, he still continued to visit the palace with his father, and he began to get so accustomed to this routine that he wasn't waiting for a chance to meet the emperor, and he began to wander in the palace.
In a way, it also became part of his daily life during the summer vacation. Some of the palace attendants and royal guards were also already acquainted with him.
In a usual windy afternoon, Arren trailed the unfamiliar hallways, and only after a few observations again did he confirm that he seemed to be lost.
Arren pursed his lips and cocked his head in confusion. "I'm sure this is the way to the kitchen." Clicking his tongue and scratching his cheek, he began his pace again.
