We quickly made our way to the throne room, passing by a few maids and servants who all fell to their knees as soon as they saw us, with both fear and admiration coexisting harmoniously in their lowered eyes and respectful tones.
Yet I cared little for this, as I gave them all a simple nod, one they probably didn't even see, before I guiltily glanced behind me, where my mother and brothers now walked as well. I knew full well that after months apart, they would be dying to make up for their lost time together, especially Nizam and Cyrus, who were undoubtedly itching to regale our mother and younger siblings with tales of their adventure, while giving them the small hill of gifts and souvenirs they bought along the way.
