Lokendra Deva was returning from the Empire to the Royal Palace of Gajapathis. He was leading a delegation to the Empire.
He was pretty surprised by the scale of the celebrations for the coronation ceremony.
There were various high-profile people for the ceremony, including many European merchants and delegates.
'Even the Venetians were there.' He thought as he gazed at the forest from his carriage.
Lokendra was right all along about his opinion of not isolating Harsha. The kingdom would suffer due to a lack of vision from his father, always taking decisions emotionally.
'What should I do to save the kingdom at this stage? It is clear something is going to happen soon.' His thoughts raced.
The Gajapathis had their lionshare of problems as well. The incursions from the Kasim Sultanate were increasing, and Lokendra couldn't trust his senile father to take care of the kingdom with his emotionally impulsive character.
