"Is this Stoneton?"
Rain Vickery stood at the entrance of the small town, his eyes scrutinizing the blurred signpost beside him.
Then he shifted to the desolate farmlands surrounding the town and the scattered, uneven houses within.
Disdain was evident in his gaze.
Such a town seemed fit only for slaves.
He waited at the town's entrance for a long while, yet no one came to greet him.
"Basilo, go see what's happening," Rain ordered, unable to suppress his anger.
As the esteemed second prince of Lionara, he was accustomed to warm welcomes wherever he went.
The lords of cities and territories would throw lavish banquets in his honor, inviting beautiful ladies to reflect his esteemed status.
But that wretch Leo, how dare he show such disregard!
Basilo, the captain of the prince's guard, aware of Rain's ire, nodded and headed towards the town.
Just as he entered, he saw two people approaching.
