Book 6: Chapter 11
The tallest places in the centre of the city were the city hall and my residence.
Since I’m just a prince, my so-called palace couldn’t be considered a complete palace. It wasn’t even half the size of the elven imperial palace. But considering the people by my side, it would be pointless even if it was larger.
The outer palace alone was enough for me to mess around in. My palace is basically a square palace. The guards pulled the door open. The floor was made of smooth and white marble. A lawn and a flower bed were arranged on the side, except that they hadn’t grown yet. In the centre of the plaza in front of the palace was a huge water fountain. The fountain was a statue of a person wielding a sword atop a horse…
‘Wait! Isn’t that me?!’
‘I’m still alive damn it! I’m still alive! I don’t think it’s such a good idea to make a statue out of me!’
But it looks like they don’t share that belief here.
After we had entered the palace, the stablemen and servants who had been waiting for a long time started busying themselves. The maids and guards the empress brought along also began to hand over jobs, as well as beginning to moving items.
I arrived at the entrance of the palace, took in a deep breath and stepped up onto the steps.
This place is mine, now.