Ardiel strode through the streets, making his way to the Inner District after lingering a bit longer among the bustling crowd.
A boy named Jaxon was soon fetched by his butler, who quickly apologized for any inconvenience caused.
"Please keep the young master's identity a secret," the butler urged, his voice low and earnest.
"Our purpose here is merely a visit." With that, he hoisted the prince into his arms, leaving no room for further discussion.
Ardiel chuckled to himself.
"Strange things always happen on the streets," he mused, remembering the chaos and the colorful characters he'd encountered.
His mind drifted back to the day he first met Cedric Skylark outside of Far West during the tournament's pre-qualifying rounds.
At the time, he hadn't recognized the prince hidden beneath a cloak, but once he learned Cedric's true identity, it struck him that perhaps wandering the streets was a common pastime among the imperial family.
