The corridors of the imperial castle were far too long for Kael's liking.
Long, polished, silent… and utterly unnecessary.
His footsteps echoed rhythmically on the flawless marble as he walked with his hands in his pockets, his relaxed posture a stark contrast to the rigid surroundings. Ancient tapestries hung from the walls, depicting glorious battles and noble lineages, while crystal chandeliers cast golden light over everything, creating an atmosphere of calculated—almost suffocating—grandeur.
Kael looked at none of it.
To him… it was just stone.
And people trying to appear more important than they really were.
"Impressive…" he murmured, without any enthusiasm. "A place full of useless people."
A group of officials passed by in the distance, conversing quietly, and none of them even dared to look directly at him. Some discreetly changed course. Others simply lowered their gaze.
Kael didn't even notice.
Or maybe he noticed… and simply didn't care.
