XXXV

Chapter 35: Marry Me, Angel Finn

The difference between the capital city and other cities was like from slum to civilization but between the rest of the capital and the I side of the royal compound; it is like the clouds and the soil.

It's obvious where all our tax is going to but when I recall what my castle was like, I can't have any qualms whatsoever.

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"His Highness, the fifth prince, Cahill has arrived!" A knight announces as we approach the King's throne room.

Huge gold-silver-green doors swing open as we enter, stepping on a green carpet that trails all the way to a golden and green throne.

I follow behind Cahill as we walk down the isle and come a few meters from a fair-skinned man who appears to be in his late 60s with pale green eyes and dark green hair.

As for Witsel, he is off taking care of our prisoner and the carriage.

"Cahill greets the royal father." The fifth prince goes down on a knee before the emperor.