Departure & Arrival

The sun began to paint the horizon with hues of gold and crimson as the morning mist unfurled, revealing the majestic silhouette of Nova Imperial Harbor. The gentle lapping of waves against the sturdy ships moored in the port echoed the heartbeat of the empire — vibrant and alive.

Inside the grand palace, Emperor James von Nova stood on a balcony overlooking the harbor, his presence a blend of youthful vigor and tempered resolve. He breathed deeply, taking in the fresh sea air mingled with the flora that adorned the palace gardens, a scent reminiscent of the future he envisioned for his empire. Behind him, the soft sound of pages turning broke the tranquility.

"Your Majesty, are you ready for our departure?" Duke Avin and Princess Adria entered the chamber, the latter adjusting her royal attire with an elegant flick of her wrist.