Julian returned to his camp with a sly grin on his face as he reflected on the night's events. Morning arrived swiftly, and the group wasted no time preparing for the rest of their journey.
The travel was smooth, with Julian using the time to meditate and refine his control over the pixels.
By the evening, the towering gates of the royal capital came into view. The sight of the bustling city and its grand architecture, illuminated by the setting sun was overwhelmingly beautiful.
The loud ringing of the bell echoed through out the royal capital, signalling the arrival of someone of great importance. Crowds gathered along the streets as the majestic carriage bearing the Easvil symbol passed through the gates.
It was not just every day that someone of the importance of Duke would visit the royal capital. Whispers spread like wildfire, and all eyes were fixed on the duke's emblem, speculating on the purpose of this visit.
