Chapter 15: Entering Rammstein
Estefan wore a formal suit of aristocracy, adorned with ceremonial symbols and the crest of Angeras which was a lion with two swords on its side emblazoned on his right chest.
He looked at himself in the mirror, took a deep breath to settle his thoughts, and then began walking toward the stadium’s entrance.
All the civilians had already left, and the streets nearby were mostly clear. "Traffic." he muttered in a jesting manner while glancing at the well-paved roads designed for mana-powered carriages, another luxury unique to this duchy because unlike other regions of the Kingdom, people of Luso could simply afford things others outside may find luxurious.
The Duke had invested most of his resources in the capital city, making it possible for even commoners to afford carriages that required no horses. Estefan gave a half-smirk. "He’s still a bastard." He reminded himself, unwilling to forget how poorly his father had treated him and his mother as for him, his father is someone who deserves death by his hand.
As he approached his carriage, a group of officials awaited him.
"Sir, this carriage will take you to Rammstein
" One of them said, holding the door open.
"The palace is being prepared for your arrival. Servants have already been assigned to serve your needs." Added another.
"The city guard has been informed and will provide security." A third chimed in.