Morning Routine and Departure.
After all that chaos in the training grounds, the morning had finally retained some calm.
It was peaceful, sounds of birds chirping sitting in their little nests made after picking sticks and twigs. The sounds of the servants chatting and laughing with each other complementing with the sound of shaking off of soaked bedsheets, blankets and mattresses while leaving them to dry on a stand, straight wooden slant pole.
Aurelion was watching this beautiful scenery of birds chirping and sunshine laying like a blanket from his bathroom window, while laying down in his huge milk bath.
He had multiple scented soaps in cubical forms.
And as usual Aurelion was cooking in his brain.
WAIT, SCENTED CUBES. THEN, IF I CAN FIND TREE AND PLANTS WITH SCENTED CHARACTERISTICS LIKE SANDALWOOD IN THIS WORLD, I CAN CREATE MY OWN BUSINESS ENTERPRISE.
