Chapter 5 — His Loathing
Numerous armoured soldiers walked through the large iron gates on their horses, looking at the streets.
It was filled with men, women, and children– all were present, awaiting their loved ones, who participated in the war, to return despite the dazzling sun shining over them, emitting extreme heat.
They cheered for Prince Lucian, the captain of the Royal Knights Legion, the kingdom’s prosperity, and the king.
Among the crowd, a few soldiers joined their families who rejoiced in their return, while others’ corpses were given to their families who mourned their loss.
Amidst the men on horses, a dark-haired armoured young man looked at the crowd emotionlessly.
"Your Highness! We should head to the palace," Glain joined the dark-haired man, riding his horse.
Prince Lucian nodded, without saying a word and rode his horse toward the palace, followed by his subordinates.
Although they had the opportunity to meet their families first, they needed to report to the king about the situation before they could return to their families.
Lucian descended his dark horse once the troupe had arrived at the palace.
The knights behind mirrored him.
"Let’s go," the prince said, walking toward the main palace where the king ordered them to go once they arrived.