The day dawned and the son rose in the sky driving away the darkness.
Ashoka along with Hema who had accompanied him to the Tower of Wisdom was ready to set off to the capital.
"The preparations are complete, young master"
"Hmm...I will say farewells to the master before we depart, make sure to pack everything we need"
Ashoka wanted to meet Sage Chanakya once before he left for the capital since he didn't know when he would get the chance to see him again.
"Yes, young master"
Hema replied faithfully and began to load the things to the carriage with the help of some maids of Tower.
Walking along the corridor of the tower, Ashoka was the remainder of many fond memories.
It has been 4 years.
And there were thousands of memories he had made in the meantime.
The repetitive daily training he had with the knight cadets and Sage Chanakya.
The spars he had with knight Karguel.
