As the palace door swung open, Xerxez was met by his guardian soldiers, clad in splendid attire, their garments adorned with intricate gold embroidery. A genuine smile, etched on Xerxez's face as he beheld his magnificent white horse, standing poised and waiting, ready for their journey, through the entire district.
Neigh!!! A tame, greeting whinny, full of affection, emanated from his noble steed.
'Hmmm...He know, who is his master. That horse was a gift from Dreamithreo, the land of Pegasus. But, I don't know if he can fly...he has no wings. Maybe, he is just a normal horse.'
Nevertheless, in the Betelgeuse District, the palace stood as the central government, a majestic edifice symbolizing the very heart and unwavering leadership of the kings.
'As I pass at the door, I saw some councils standing in the door, with long robes, honoring my exit for the tour.'
"Good morning, your majesty... Enjoy your tour."
