The port city of Viskhapatnam was brimming with activity as the merchants flocked the stalls and ships were anchored in the bustling port. The workers lined up to unload goods from the cargo ships of the merchants.
Merchants from Arabia and Europe were negotiating and buying wares from the stalls set up in the city.
There were many roaming around the city looking for the goods in unfamiliar places in the city for a better deal.
A young man was walking, feeling the salty breeze towards the edge of the city towards the shipyard.
It was Ashwin. He had some parchments and notes for the designs of ships.
After the Emperor had visited their shipyard, their lives had changed drastically. The once desolate shipyard had transformed completely into a working machine. The workers were rehired, and his father was given charge of supervision of the shipyard.
