Having finished his dinner, Riz stepped into the waiting carriage. The wheels began to turn, and the horse-driven vehicle slowly started its journey back to his mansion.
The rhythmic clip-clop of the horse's hooves provided a soothing backdrop to his thoughts.
Throughout the ride, he couldn't help but dwell on his conversation with Albert. The proposal to have a representative from the business circle within his government sounds outrageous to him.
In his perspective, such a decision could have far-reaching implications for his kingdom, and the negative one outweighs the positive.
Riz's thoughts were equally vast as the night sky, filled with stars that seemed to stretch endlessly above.
Upon arriving at his mansion, Riz made his way to his bedroom. To his slight surprise, he found his wife still awake, engrossed in a book by the nightstand.
She looked up as he entered. "Welcome back," she said.