Carl's POV
I was lounging in one of the lavish guest rooms of the Milham Kingdom's castle, and calling it luxurious was an understatement. The room practically screamed wealth, from the gold-accented furniture to the velvet drapes that shimmered under the soft glow of crystal chandeliers. This kingdom was a beacon of modernization, its progress outpacing even my wildest expectations.
They'd revolutionized transportation, rolling out sleek vehicles and well-paved roads, but that wasn't all. Smartphones had taken the place of cumbersome communication methods, and life here felt like a glimpse into the future.
"Milham is heading somewhere no other nation dares to dream," came a voice from the shadows. The figure was half-hidden in the dim light, but the generous curve of her breasts was unmistakable, straining against the dark fabric of her outfit. "It's insane how, in less than a year, this kingdom has transformed into something straight out of a fantasy."
