Restart:Untalented Man
328 Return of the Heroes Part I
The morning sun's gentle rays filtered through the curtains of the bed-chamber, stirring Riz from his slumber.
The warm illumination painted the room in soft hues, casting a tranquil atmosphere that gradually roused him awake.
With a contented sigh, he stretched his limbs and let out a quiet yawn, embracing the new day that awaited him.
Riz swung his legs over the side of the bed, his feet finding the cool touch of the polished wooden floor. The softness of the carpet tickled his toes as he stood up, his body responding to the call of a new day.
In a corner of the room, the king went through his usual routine, beginning with some light exercises to invigorate his body.
He stretched his arms upward, feeling the satisfying pull in his muscles. Then, he bent at the waist, his fingers brushing the floor, and then pushed up to arch his back in a gentle curve.
After minutes of refreshing stretch, he took his time cooling himself from all the sweats. A fine sheen covered his skin, evidence of his efforts.
He grabbed a nearby towel, wiping away the perspiration and relishing the sensation of refreshment that washed over him.
With a satisfied exhalation, Riz turned his attention to the window.
He pushed it open, allowing the crisp morning air to flow into the room.
The gentle breeze carried with it the scents of nature such as earth and flowers.
He stood by the window for a moment, taking in the rejuvenating embrace of the elements.
Riz's gaze drifted toward the horizon. It's been a week since his negotiations with Nelson, the King of Naharog.
With the green light he obtained, manpower was moved to establish the city and infrastructure needed on those land.
As his thoughts drifted, maids entered the room. They moved carefully so as to not disturb their king and promptly filled a large tub with water that had been heated to a perfect temperature.
The soft sound of water flowing was soothing to Riz's ears, a prelude to the calming ritual that awaited him.
Shortly thereafter, a maid approached him with a gentle smile. "Your Majesty, the bath is ready to be used," she informed him.
Riz acknowledged her with a nod, a soft expression of gratitude. "Thank you," he replied.
He made his way to the awaiting bath. The warm water enveloped him as he stepped in, an embrace that eased away any residual tension. The scent of fragrant oils infused the air, further enhancing the experience.
Riz closed his eyes, allowing himself a moment of solitude and reflection as he savoured the sensation of relaxation.
The sounds of distant birds and the rustling leaves outside provided a serene backdrop, further enhancing the tranquillity of the moment.
After some time, Riz emerged from the bath, feeling invigorated and refreshed.
He wrapped a plush towel around his body, absorbing the water with gentle pats. The lingering warmth from the bath enveloped him as he moved towards the ornate mirror. His reflection stared back with a renewed vitality.
As he exited the bathing room, his clothes were ready and waiting, meticulously prepared by the maid.
Today was no ordinary day. It was a momentous day where the soldiers who had fought in war will arrive at the capital. So, whether he likes it or not, he needs to wear more formal attire.
The attire he donned was a manifestation of regal elegance. A formal black jacket with intricate embroidery adorned his frame. The jacket was tailored to perfection, boasting intricate detailing in shades of deep crimson red.
Beneath the jacket, a crisp white shirt provided a contrast that accentuated the ensemble's sophistication. A black cravat was meticulously tied around his neck, adding an extra touch of refinement. Trousers of the same dark shade completed the ensemble, tailored to fit perfectly.
He stood before the mirror, observing his reflection with a discerning eye.
Every detail mattered on this important day, and he was determined to present himself in the best possible manner. His usually unruly hair had been meticulously combed.
He leaned in slightly, scrutinizing his reflection as if searching for any imperfections that might mar his appearance.
After a moment of careful examination, a soft, self-assured smile curved his lips. "Looks good to me," he remarked with a nod.
Leaving his room, Riz made his way down the corridors and into the grand hall.
There, he was met by the sight of Theodora and Charlotte, both elegantly dressed in formal attire.
Theodora, with her long brown hair cascading elegantly down her back, wore a gown of soft lavender. The gown's neckline was modest yet elegant, adorned with intricate lace patterns that added a touch of sophistication. The dress flowed gracefully to the floor, its silhouette accentuating Theodora's graceful figure.
On the other hand, Charlotte's gown was a deep, rich burgundy that perfectly matched the fiery hue of her red hair and contrasted with her light blue eyes. The gown featured intricate floral patterns along the bodice, adding an element of charm to her look.
Upon catching sight of him, Theodora quipped, "Compared to every other day, you truly look like a king. Wouldn't it be nice if you are well-dressed like this every day?"
"No thanks," Riz immediately rejected the idea.
Charlotte added her voice, her tone gentle, "I know you're uncomfortable wearing formal attire, but please smile a bit, milord."
Riz felt a mixture of annoyance and discomfort at their candid observations.
His lips twitched into a hesitant smile as he responded, "I'm trying, Charlotte."
He cast a glance at the large windows, gauging the sun's position in the sky.
The anticipation of the soldiers' arrival weighed on him. He sincerely hoped they would be here before noon.
The thought of maintaining his regal composure for much longer felt like a daunting task.
"Where's the carriage? Shouldn't we get going now?" He asked, looking at the door.
"The carriage has long been waiting for us, Riz," said Theodora. "It's you who's late."
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