The Imperial Royal Palace was exactly as Aditya remembered it. To everyone else, this place was a gigantic fortress standing at the very centre of the Capital. It was the heart of the Celestial Dragon Empire. It was a symbol of Imperial authority that had stood for countless generations.
But to Aditya, this place was something much simpler and something extremely dear.
It was his home. This was where he had been born. This was where he had spent almost his entire childhood. Every courtyard, garden, corridor, and building seemed to carry some fragment of his past.
As a child, Aditya would spend entire afternoons roaming around the enormous Imperial Royal Palace. Sometimes, he would prank the maids before running away. Sometimes, he would play different games with the other children living within the palace. Other times, he would deliberately hide somewhere just so that his servants would panic and spend hours searching for him.
