Flaunting their wealth and fame was how the royalties set themselves higher than the realms of the common man. Very much aware of such facts, Haruki too had decided to enter the kingdom of Lamenia with gold showering over his path to mark his name, or rather, for now, her name memorable in history.
Sitting atop a golden palanquin with engravings of two-faced dragons, as well as assailing lions and even a Phoenix with its wings spread wide in the front, Haruki along with his servants, was being carried on the strong arms of the rogue demons who'd been a little too cocky about their strength.
And as if that wasn't enough of a show, his path was being petalled with roses by a long file attractive woman. All masked under a transparent face garb, along with a bright red galabia as they moved ahead and danced.
