Diplomatic Maneuvers

Uravis strolled though the halls of the palace, his hands in his pocket and his eyes closed as he thought of the things ahead of him.

From the rebuilding plans of the palace to his own taste,

since he was the new ruler, creating letters to give to the rulers of the other kingdoms for a meeting.

Then his mind drifted to the times after the king's death, the moment his responsibility multiplied by a thousand folds. Even worse, Elyria informed him the Elven Kingdom was one of the top five kingdoms known for their market and festivals.

And he was not the festive type. He hardly celebrated Christmas if his sister didn't force him by chasing him out of his room.

Uravis took in a deep breath, he made his way into his room, a groan escaping his lips. Every step he took taking every energy form his body, bit by bit.

Uravis raised his head, expecting no one in his room, but his eyes fell on Ummi who was busy staring at his crown.