"So, Lord Alfraed," Lady Celestia said, her tone light but probing, "what do you envision for this new city of yours?"
Alfraed paused, considering her question carefully. "A city that thrives," he began, his voice steady. "Not just in wealth or size, but in spirit. I want a place where people can live freely, without fear or oppression. A community where everyone—regardless of race or status—has the opportunity to succeed."
Lady Celestia's silver eyes gleamed with interest. "Ambitious," she remarked. "But ambition is what drives progress. Tell me more about the practical aspects. How do you plan to achieve this?"
"Infrastructure," Alfraed replied confidently, without a moment's hesitation. "We'll need roads that weave through the city like veins, housing that provides shelter and comfort, bustling markets where goods and ideas are exchanged, and medical facilities equipped to care for the well-being of our people—everything essential for a thriving, functioning city..."
