Whatever event is going on this morning is held on the roof of the highrise building.
Everything is decorated with maticulous detail and intricacy.
The event taking place is nothing less than regal.
"What is this about?" I ask, not expecting a response whatsoever.
But...
"A man managing one of my hotels is about to announce his new son."
One of his hotels, of course.
And, he actually answered me.
Let me try again.
"You came here, just because of that?" I ask, truly seeking the answer.
This doesn't seem like something Darius would do.
"Things like these have to be done to sustain a healthy kingdom."
Darius says, then takes a step forward.
With that step, heads turn in his direction.
"Mister Crystalsteel." A man in a suit says, and likewise calls and cheers reverberate inbetween whisps and roars.
Hearing Mister Crystalsteel is an odd sensation.