Screeeechhh
The carriages halted in front of the castle, and everyone disembarked.
"Welcome back, My Queen."
"Welcome back, My Queen," the servants promptly greeted Fiona, bowing down to her.
"So, what are your plans for this evening?" Fiona inquired of Anon.
"Nothing in particular. Since my mother and sister are already here, I don't have any plans. I suppose I'll just focus on training my body," Anon replied with a stoic expression.
"Hmm...? What a boring youngster you are. I haven't seen anyone like you in the last 200 years. Don't you like girls or want to have fun? This is the royal palace, kid. You can wish for anything, and it will come true here, except the throne, hahaha," Fiona teased.
"I'll go and take some rest in my room," Anon said as he began walking toward his room.
"Wait..." Fiona stopped him.
"Yes?" Anon asked, turning around.