Chapter 135

• Something urgent came up, and King Ezra hurried with his men surrounding him, heading to see King Godric. It was something crucial that needed his attention—one that he, as a state king, couldn't be able to handle on his own.
• His right-hand man handed him a roll as they reached the imperial gate, and while going through it, he stumbled onto a plate and staggered backward.
• “My apologies, Your Majesty!” Nicholas, his right-hand man, uttered and squatted to take the plate from the way. He picked it up, his eyes reading through the body of the ceramic. It bore that royal design, and it looked costly. “My King, how could such a plate be found here? It looks like it belongs to someone of high status.”