A few minutes after leaving Deimal.

The carriage was now on the road to the last town before reaching the palace and Argo's face was kind of pale, still mentally shook by the earlier scenery. The guards noticed this and was concerned as to why he was acting this way. Finally, one of them started a conversation.

"Prince, why does your face look so troubled?" The guard asked and was waiting for an answer but Argo was still sitting there in the carriage looking as if he wasn't there mentally. "I think I heard you mention something about an emblem. What was so strange about that emblem?"

"............" Argo was still there not even muttering a word. The guards then decided to leave him be for now.

The carriage made a few more strides, with the two horses hastily leading it before they reach to the the town of 'Srila', the final town before reaching the palace. This town which is also under the province of Burkton, had a large marketplace and was a busy town, arguably busier than Flazan. This time they didn't stop to take any breaks and instead kept moving on to the palace.

Meanwhile, inside the palace Myra got up from where she was sitting, close the book she was reading and stretched before heading into the passage, and towards the bathroom. She entered the bathroom and the sound of showering could be heard after a while, which signaled that she was showering. A few moments later the shower stopped, and she came out of the bathroom with a towel that covers her body, while her skin was wet. She enters her room and then close the door.

After a few minutes, she exited her room again and she was in a more professional clothing than what she was originally wearing. She then head down the stairs, where she encountered a woman resembling her in appearance and with the exact same red hair color as her. It was her mother Mildred Bryneiros who is the queen of Wracralan. She then address her mother then proceeded to ask a favor of her.

"Mom, please give me 100 Licions, am going to a clothes merchant in Srila."

"Ok my dear Myra." Mildred proceeded to reach for a nearby drawer and took a bag of coins from it, then gave it to her. "Be safe now and please come back before it gets dark!" Mildred shouted out as Myra exited the castle. Eight guards immediately fell in line and followed her.

She then went over to a stable that is located in the castle's premises and ordered two of the guards to take a horse each with them. After that, she went to a house that was separated from the castle by a wide stone road. The house was not that big but not that small either. She then knocked on the door and a old looking guy with a slim stature, emerges from the house.

"The Princess? What do you need milady?" He uttered in such formal and gracious tone.

"Please don't called me that" She scoffed in reply to his remarks. "Anyways, I need a carriage driver to take me to Srila. Are any of your employees free at the moment?" She asked with a stoic expression on her face.

"Well..........Am sorry mila......I mean Princess Myra, but at the moment all of my employees are on a heavy task. As you know our king has tasked us with a crucial mission which is to gather resources that are needed to upgrade the kingdom. Although he didn't say, he did told us that he will be building another town. Right now the carriage drivers are transporting resources that are collected in the 'Arva Forest' so am not sure I can help with that now." He replied in an apologetic tone.

"What about the reserves...?"

"Well since this is a perfect opportunity for them to become full blown merchants and regular carriage drivers, they are with the pros to see how best they can learn from them."

"I wasn't even aware of these events." She sighed and left to head back to the castle. "Well ok."

"It's really a shame. I wanted some new clothes to attend my class tomorrow. Just to change things up a little." She replies in a disappointed tone, then head back to the castle grounds. She ordered the guards to put the horses back in their stables after telling them that she would be no longer travelling. The guards head back to their posts and Myra head back to the castle.

When she went inside, her mother was still there sitting and tending to some important matter, given that she was the queen. Her mother look up from what she was doing and saw her enter the castle.

"Sweetie are you back already?" She asked curiously.

"Well I needed a carriage to head out and all of them are being used at the moment."

"Oh......I forgot to tell you about that. As you know, we are building more towns to accommodate some refugees that King Keith has right now. We are to have a meeting tomorrow, although it should've been Thursday and we needed to use up a lot of carriages to transport materials. I didn't know that all of them would've been used."

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"It's ok mom......really." Myra showed a moment of vulnerability, smiling at her mother before heading back upstairs. As she walk up stairs, Mildred smiled at her before looking back at the paper she had in her lap.

Myra head back to her room and drop down on her bed and let out a huge sigh. She was about to close her eyes, when she look at the clock in her room and saw that it was some time after 5.

"Oh I forgot that Miss Hilta is coming soon. I cant go dosing off now." She says as she stretches.

Argo followed by his guards inside the carriage were almost at the castle, with the carriage moving at a steady pace.

"We are almost there sir." One of the guards notified Argo while looking through the carriage's window.

"Hm? Oh, we are almost there you say? Sorry I was lost in thought for a moment there."

Argo snapped out of it and replied to the guard. After a few minutes, they finally reach the gate of the palace and the carriage stopped. Argo and the guards emerges from the carriage and at this time, his mother, Mildred was passing by and she made a rather unpleasing face at his appearance.

"What are you doing here? I thought you went off to die somewhere."

Argo was unfazed by this as if it was a regular occurrence and kept on walking while the guards return to their posts. Hagred was also witnessing all this, looking through the window of the throne room and he shook his head when the queen made that remark to Argo.

"I still can't believe she hasn't put this all in the past yet. I need to have a talk with her because this is getting out of hand."

After all that drama, Argo head upstairs and to the throne room. He went before Hagred and bow, remembering to show respect despite him being his son.

"I have come to report to you that Garth Filher, the head noble of the province Southwold have requested for some funds to fix the destroyed bridge that prevents the residents from taking the shorter way from Souzul to the town of Erblim. He is requesting quick action as we have learnt that the residents of Souzul have to take the route that goes through 'The Alluding Forest' and he is saying that the route there is unsafe at nights and given how long it takes the residents to reach Erblim, they are bound to be caught travelling in the nights. He offered that you may take the cut from his salary as a thank you." Argo gave his report while the kings face was a bit confused through his explanation.

"Hm? That's strange. How does someone break a bridge like that? It was reinforced with stone and was a sturdy bridge."

"Based on what he told me, he says that one of the residents heard a loud thud outside Saturday night when everyone was sound asleep."

Hagred was still confused and started to contemplate to himself what was that strong to break such a sturdy stone bridge. Suddenly he remembered one of the books he was reading about advanced weapons and the artillery weapon called 'the slingshot' came to his mind.

"Could it be that......Oh no, don't tell me......." A look of worry was evident on the king's face.

"There you go again always overreacting and overthinking things." Argo sighs.

"No, no they are probably planning on taking us out for real this time son, you don't get it. I have learnt about artillery weapons and how they are held by some of the most powerful and feared territories. They all were prototypes the last time I saw them. These things have the power to take out castles and are more efficient that using fire on arrows. If am right and Talgus posses this it could spell trouble for us and they might attack before we can prepare for it."

"W-wait what? Can take out castles? You're kidding right.....?" Argo replied in a shaky yet doubtful voice.

"No I am not. I have seen one myself." Hagred tried to convince Argo, but he was having none of it.

"Well I am in no place to deny what you saw, but am still skeptical of this theory." Argo replied.

Hagred sighed. "Ok. Well what a time for this to happen." the king said in a bothered and anxious tone.

Argo bowed before he turn away and left the throne room. He was heading towards his room and Myra was passing by. She made an unpleasant face at his presence, much similar to how the queen was acting towards him and she didn't say anything to him. Argo was getting pissed and he hastened his steps as he head towards his room.

She was then greeted by a middle age woman that has beautiful and long brown hair and brown eyes.

"Hey Princess Myra, are you ready for today's lesson?" she asks in a welcoming smile.

"Yes.....Miss Hilta" Myra replied in a bored and uninterested tone.

Miss Hilta knew her very well and how she operates, so she didn't pay any attention to how Myra was behaving. She was talking about the history of the Aipiral Dynasty and Myra was there fidgeting.

"So princess, question 1. How many years did it took the Aipiral Dynasty to advance to the military age?" the lecturer asks her.

"213 years, Ms. Milta. From the year 122 to the year 335." Myra answers the question with confidence in her answer as well as a hint of boredom.

Miss Hilta continued to explain more about the history of the Aipiral Dynasty, as Myra sat their looking at her, but her mind wasn't there, she was thinking about something else.

In the province of Burkton. The head noble of Burkton, Vasil Tahra is responsible for watching and dealing with general affairs in Burkton just like any other head noble Within Wracralan. He oversees and deal with dilemmas in Burkton and is the highest paid noble within Wracralan and is the longest serving and most successful noble in said kingdom who makes around 800,000 Licions(L) per month. Within his household, he has a wife(Dalia Tahra) along with a daughter(Yova Tahra) who is very fond of the interim prince Argo Bryneiros of the Wracralan Kingdom. She has dark blonde hair, green eyes and has a very caring nature, which she shows towards people she like. She is also the best friend of the princess and shares a very close bond with her ever since they were young. After the incident 5 years ago, Yova was hardly seeing Argo again and her fondness for him became conflicted feelings she would hold for these 5 years. Yova was in front of a huge building in comparison to the houses and other miscellaneous buildings surrounding it. She was tending to the garden and the thought came back to her.

"Maybe I should've told him back then. Things might've been different.......but now, I don't know if I should feel the same way or not." she stood there with a watering can her hand with conflicted thoughts in her mind.