As the night slowly passed, Arad had gone around the castle, met all of his wives, and even managed to take a look at the sprawling city that slowly grew behind the mighty stone walls. He was now standing at the balcony of his room, or as Isdis called it, the Royal Quarter.
The balcony itself was made of large marble slabs and the size of a full room. It extended almost three meters outward and was five meters wide, with stone rails and even a large leather cover that could be rolled back.
Arad stood there, resting both hands on the rails as he looked at the distant horizon, his gaze reaching the distant mountains. While he seemed still for a bit, he was currently busy, the purple glimmer in his eyes flashing every few seconds.
