Roman's eyes were glued to the windows of the carriage as it passed through different buildings. The capital was different from the village.
He and Anya had switched seats earlier so he could get a good look around.
The buildings here were made out of stone, unlike his home back in the village, which was made of wood. Since it was still early, it wasn't as busy as it should have been, but still, Roman enjoyed looking around.
"Do you think there's a chance the Queen would give us a place to stay in the Royal Palace?" Anya asked.
"I have no idea, but if she did, then we'll politely reject; it's better to stay here in the middle district or in the upper district; life in the Royal Palace would be hard, and since we're commoners, we are not used to living like that," Amelia replied.
"Still, we'll have servants serving us and obeying my commands," Anya chuckled.
"You're looking for an excuse to be lazy."
"What do you think, Roman?" Anya asked.
