At the entrance of Leonard's Palace, a long red carpet was laid on the ground, with multiple servants lined up in a formal position.
Their faces were all solemn as they greeted Leonard and Eleanor at the same time, a clear showcase of how much practice had been done in private.
"SPENCE!" Leonard called out loudly. What he least wanted was this kind of ceremonial welcome.
He came home from a long journey, so couldn't he just flop into bed and sleep?
Or even better, have a feast ready for him to chow down, and not this kind of formal welcoming ceremony?
Just one glance at the servant and he could tell they must have been scared witless. After all, such formality meant that making one mistake was their death sentence.
Not only was it nerve-wracking, but it also caused the atmosphere and vibe of his palace to be like some sort of prison.
This was home, not a prison cell!
A few seconds later, an excited old man emerged from the crowd.
