As the sun rose higher and the morning heat sank into the capital's streets, the streets that were once filled with people gradually turned deserted as noon approached.
Harsha was about to leave his private chambers for a town near Bidar to fulfill certain responsibilities.
He intended to first check on the road development and then verify everything assigned to Prashant to ensure that it was being done correctly. However, Harsha was not required to do anything. He disliked inefficiency or poor upkeep of projects on which he had personally worked. That was a major deal for him.
A knock on the door distracted him from his thoughts.
Viswa, his Butler, and guard stated, "Your Highness, the preparations have been completed; we can now leave."
"That's great. Prepare to leave," Harsha said as he departed the chamber into the corridor and began making his way to the carriage, with Viswa closely behind him.
Creation is hard, cheer me up!
Your gift is the motivation for my creation. Give me more motivation!