Eternal Star City, West Ring District, a modest yet expensively crafted carriage rolled over the stone road, turning into the next intersection amidst the bustling street.
"This is Linhe Street, Red Lane is just the next one over, look, right there."
Through the small window at the front of the carriage, Conmuto's voice came from the driver's seat.
But Thales was not affected in the slightest.
"Your Highness..."
The Sly Little Fox, the Royal Court meeting, The Secret Sector, Anke, Gu...
In the bumpy carriage, a prince who could not return home brooded unhappily, with no interest in enjoying the street views of Eternal Star City outside the window.
Whether it was Renaissance Palace or The Secret Sector, whether facing the King or the Black Prophet, repression and adversity had been the themes of his day.
But what occupied the young man the most was the words Anke Byrale uttered before he fainted.
"Clutch your sword."
