章 230: The feast (2)

As the day slowly gave way to evening, the warm rays of the sun began to soften, casting a gentle, golden hue across the city of Palermo. Conradin stood by the window of his private chambers, gazing out at the tranquil view of the palace gardens below. The transition from day to night was a moment of quiet reflection for the young king.

With a deep breath, Conradin turned away from the window and moved toward his wardrobe. The evening held a special significance as it marked his first public appearance as the newly anointed king of Sicily, and he knew the importance of making a strong impression. His attire had to reflect the dignity and authority befitting a monarch.