New World, New Life: I Became A Bigshot In The Ancient World

Aristia turned around and picked up the book again. This time, writing a new goal.

"This one might take some time." She muttered as she closed the book and returned it to its original position in her drawer. "But I’ll need someone to help me manage my business, something like an assistant. I wonder where I could find someone suitable and efficient."

At times like this, she missed her assistant, Owen.

[He was both efficient and proficient in his work, devoted to his work, intelligent, smart, witty, and had both a face and body that made women swoon. I can’t think of a time girls did not try to harass him, he was indeed very handso— enough with the thoughts of the assistant, Aristia. You have a Royal family to visit.] She chided herself mentally as she left the room. It was time to leave for the palace.

Together, the family of four got into the carriage and headed to the Royal Palace.

From afar, Aristia could see the palace in the distance as they neared the palace. She was surprised.

[Isn’t this a palace? It seems like this medieval palace combines both defensive castle-like characteristics and aesthetic traditional palace features.]

The palace was magnificent. It palace stood proudly in the middle of the capital, and was encircled by towering, sturdy stone walls much like that of a castle’s fortifications.

The walls were equipped with crenellations and fortified guard towers which rose at strategic intervals and each corner, each bearing the banners of the royal family which fluttered in the wind.

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The guard towers were manned by vigilant sentries keeping watch over the surrounding lands.

There was a fortified gatehouse, flanked by tall, pointed towers, which boasted a formidable portcullis and massive wooden doors that was the palace gates.