The day for Benjamin to depart Verdant Spire for a two weeks stay at Goliathen has finally come. The morning sun rose over the palace, casting golden light across the sprawling gardens and towering tree structures, painting everything in warm hues of amber and rose.
The air was crisp and clean, carrying the scent of blooming flowers and fresh earth, a perfect day for travel, one might say.
Servants bustled about, carrying bags and provisions, while the women of the palace gathered at the entrance to bid their farewells.
There was a palpable tension in the air, a mixture of excitement and melancholy that seemed to affect everyone present.
As discussed and agreed in the last Interracial meeting, Benjamin has been asked to spend two weeks in all the remaining seven kingdoms of the alliance, so he can grow his harem—! I mean, so he can explore and know the world of Elyndor, as he is an unbelievable asset that should not be hoarded by a single nation in the alliance.
