The carriage finally rolled to a stop before the massive palace gates, the golden crest gleaming under the late evening sun. Rin adjusted his coat, smoothing out the fabric before stepping down onto the cobblestone path. The guards standing at the entrance lowered their spears, blocking his way with stern expressions.
"State your business," one barked, his voice sharp and commanding.
Rin gave them his best bored-but-polished smile, his crimson eyes glinting faintly. "I came to see the Crown Prince."
The guards exchanged quick looks, their postures stiffening. The one who spoke narrowed his eyes, his grip tightening on his spear. "Do you have an invitation from His Highness?"
"...No." Rin folded his arms, his tone calm but firm. "But he knows me. Let me in. Tell him Rin is here."
The guard sneered, his voice dripping with scepticism. "We don't let just anyone in here. Without an invitation, you wait outside."
