"Quick, close the door, don't let the Viscount escape."
"Viscount, your subject Olienna has finally waited for you."
The short two sentences from the manager of Blue Moon Store blocked all the words and thoughts that Lance wanted to say next.
The familiar yet unfamiliar address took him back in dreams to the Red Maple Kingdom, to the year he was tricked out of his money.
The money he had spent had brought him a group of farmers with gaunt faces and a bunch of children crying out for food....
Blue Moon.... Saint Blue.... rebellion....
The subjects of his domain had made something of themselves.
In a completely foreign kingdom, he encountered subjects from another kingdom; when had the world become so small?
"Viscount, no.... Earl, it's time for you to return to your domain to enjoy the fruits of your labor."
