The guards relaxed as Archer waved to them and returned to their duties. He entered the Waystation entrance and noticed only a few carriages were present. The smell of delicious food wafted through the air, hitting his nose.
'I wonder what they are cooking; it smells nice,' he thought as his stomach rumbled. 'It was built on a backroad up north, surrounded only by farming villages. So it shouldn't be too busy.'
The place was beautifully decorated and painted white, with Draconian banners decorating the walls. Archer quickly noticed the crucial moments in the kingdom's history. One was when he demolished the old cities of the previous empire to build the Draconian ones, which were much better.
'It was a good idea to destroy them as my cities are superior to anything on Thrylos,' Archer mused with a smile.
