3 Months Later
Winter has finally arrived, yet the Winterland Empire stands as though summer had never left. However, it feels like spring has arrived.
Aleksander doesn't remember how long it had been since he received the invitation. Although, he did not forget the flowers he had specifically asked the gardener to prepare, which he would give as an important gift.
Draco sighs, "are you really going?" He was concerned about the letter that arrived from the Galatians. "Do you really need to go?
"Indeed.." Aleksander had his attention on the paper. "Our empire's reputation is at stake. And he even sent it with his personal seal. I couldn't simply say 'no'." He put the paper aside and picked another from the stacks of paper that needed his approval.
Draco took another deep breath. "Thought so..." He stood beside him and gave up arguing. 'why did I even ask for?'
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