Their noble attire further enhanced their elegance. This was even better because today, they were wearing the characteristic colors of the Empire of the Red Sun.
Red, blue, and gold.
The red of the beautiful sun that can be seen in the sunsets of this place. The blue of the beautiful sky that rises above them all and envelops the sun like paper at sunset, only to release it to the beautiful view at sunrise. And the gold for the wealth, nobility, and good times experienced throughout the territory, which is worth its weight in gold.
All of this moved elegantly in his wake. He was a well-known man in the city, elegant and powerful.
"Thank you very much for your purchase, Young Master Neville. That will be 385,000 Jens. I can give you a discount..."
"That's not necessary," interrupted Mark Neville.
