"We're doing it in a single day!" Lucian exclaimed, torn between disbelief and excitement. After such a long political journey, he was finally going to put his technological engineering skills to the test.
Azrael then spoke, his voice laced with a mix of pride and bitterness:
"Such are the privileges of being an Archmage..." he said, alluding to how he had gathered every necessary component in record time.
"What do you...?" Lucian began, only to let out a resigned sigh.
"Never mind. Just give me a few minutes — I'll grab the files, get changed, and we'll begin."
"Understood, Your Majesty. We'll be waiting."
Lucian left the room and headed for his quarters.
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As he entered, a faint snore caught his attention.
Zzzzzzzzz...
She's fast asleep.
He merely watched her from a distance. No need to stir up trouble. He quickly changed into something as casual as possible.
