The procession stopped in front of a large estate. It was the Duke's Estate in the capital, gifted to him by the Emperor.
He said, "The Grand Duke, my brother, needs to be able to feel at home whenever he comes back to the capital."
And so he prepared such a grand Estate that was looked after all year round and with a garden that was being preserved by magic and alchemy all year round.
It was luxurious and beautiful, way better than the gloomy cold mansion of the North.
Once they got down, the maids and butler of this estate were already lined up to welcome the master.
They bowed their heads.
"Welcome back to the capital, Your Grace." The Butler greeted and then Duke Alaric nodded.
"Yes, it's already late so it's better to forgo any formalities and speak about important issues in the morning." He said and began to walk past.
"Yes, of course your grace. You must've had a rough journey. I will have the maids draw a bath for you right away."
