While standing casually against his horse in front of the queen's palace gate, Lucian occasionally watched it lazily swish its tail. The night breeze blew gently, carrying the distinct aroma of the neatly arranged royal garden behind the tall palace walls. The sky, which was once orange, had now turned dark blue, adorned with stars that began to appear one by one.
"Thank goodness the route matches what I remember from the game," he muttered, the corners of his mouth lifting slightly.
Lucian lifted his head a bit, noticing how majestic and unshakeable this empire looked behind the towering iron gate. The palace pillars shimmered in the dim light of the magical lamps surrounding it, radiating an impression of absolute authority that had endured for centuries. He stared intently at the building, raising an eyebrow.