The morning sun filtered through the curtains of Lassim's royal suite at the Golden Goblet Inn, casting a warm glow over the luxurious furnishings.
Lassim woke up to the soft chirping of birds outside and the faint hustle and bustle of the city beginning its day.
Stretching his limbs, Lassim rose from the comfortable bed, feeling refreshed and eager for the day ahead. He glanced out the window, catching a glimpse of the vibrant streets below as they came alive with activity.
Hallen, already dressed in his usual traveling attire, greeted Lassim as he stepped out of his suite with a smile. "Good morning, Young Master! It's great you're already awake. I was just about to knock. Are you ready for today's event?"
Lassim nodded eagerly, a spark of excitement in his eyes. "Absolutely! I can't wait to see the tournament."
