The grand halls of the imperial castle echoed with the steady click of boots as Emperor Arkanos made his way toward the carriage that awaited him in the courtyard.
His cape billowed behind him, the black fabric embroidered with the insignia of his empire. Beside him, Arvel, his trusted advisor, walked briskly, scribbling down notes on a leather-bound journal.
"Arvel," Arkanos spoke softlw, "the funds allocated for the railway construction must be streamlined. I want detailed accounts on how much is being spent on labor and materials. Additionally, explore how magic can supplement the construction process... enchantments to reduce manual effort, protective barriers to safeguard workers, and even a way to enhance the durability of the tracks themselves."
Arvel adjusted his monocle, the thin silver chain glinting in the sunlight filtering through the castle's grand windows.
