A few weeks, that was how long the hero's party had been away from Elenaris, and Mono had somehow already managed to make her crown more presentable. The streets were clean, the sewers properly covered, and steam was replaced by electricity with an underground channel of power generation. The lamps were bright, and the people seemed happier, except of course the criminals twenty thousand of which have been worked to death as punishment to rebuild this kingdom.
"How the fuck did she manage all this?" Looking around the city's paths right as he'd walked in, Raven tried to spy a single piece of trash but just couldn't find anything. "The smells are gone too, and it's so much colder now…"
"I guess that's what we get when you hand your kingdom to a sorceress obsessed with efficiency," Erika muttered, walking up to Raven.
