In the Royal Palace, Harsha sat on his plush chair, looking over the duel between the royal guards. He had introduced a new training regime for the Royal Guards that included various scouting and stealth techniques along with a lot of endurance training.
He also ordered them to run around the palace knowing each nook and cranny of the palace and marked them with certain code words for easier communication in case of an emergency.
Harsha was very bored, as he was just doing his usual routine and managing the Empire. He didn't think management would be mentally exhausting. He was thinking of something to invent in the back of his mind.
His thoughts were interrupted with a soft thud as Viswa placed some reports on the table.
He looked over at the reports with an uninterested look. His hands brushed on the hoarse paper.
Suddenly an idea popped up in his mind.
"Viswa, how do we procure our paper?" He asked curiously.
