"As always, the food cooked by the palace cooks is top-notch," Alexander said as he sighed dreamily and rubbed his belly while recalling the time when he was chewing the Wiener Schnitzel.
He is on his way back to his office where he'll continue the mundane activities of being a head of state. The thought alone somehow demotivated him. He missed the life where he can do whatever he wants but at the same time feared the collapse of the country just like what happened to his company.
He plans to retire sometime in the future. Maybe when his heir is old enough to take the throne and assume the duties of the emperor, the supreme leader of the state.
Alexander reached for the doorknob of his office and rotated it clockwise. The door hinges creaked as he pushed it open. With a tired sigh, Alexander entered his room and closed the door softly behind him.