Bab 82: Chapter 82

~Talfen, the capital of Coldshore~

~Inner Court, The Royal Palace~

Andras stood perfectly still in Prince Cederic's courtyard, waiting for the Crown Prince's appearance so that they could begin their daily sword practice. Although it was still dim out, the sun lightly peeking over the horizon, it was unlikely for Prince Cederic to keep him waiting for this long.

After a few more minutes of waiting, Prince Cederic came stumbling out. He squinted viciously like the dim light of the early morning hurt his eyes and looked very unsteady on his feet.

"We'll skip today's practice," He spoke gruffly, looking like he had quite the rough night. "You requested to see my weapon collection, right? Come with me." He invited, turning around and heading into his palace.

Andras had no other choice but to follow, how fortunate that he would get to see the famed collection before leaving. They went down several dim hallways that Prince Cederic seemed to perfectly know his way around.