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Glenn said, "You won't actually enter the imperial palace."
"What?"
"The Tomb of the Nameless King is in the manor on the east side of the palace. That's where most past kings rest," he explained.
"Got it..."
The capital was enormous, so we left the academy without delay. After officially receiving a leave permit, we headed to the nearest station and boarded the streetcar.
The ride had a strangely lulling effect. I shifted in my seat and occasionally glanced out the window at the city passing by. Glenn spoke quietly, "It reminds me of our first meeting."
"Huh?"
"The academy tram," he clarified.
"Oh, yeah."
It was true. Back then, I hadn't known he was a prince.
"So, what makes you admire him enough to visit the Tomb of the Nameless King? As a Badniker, shouldn't you favor Kuset?" Glenn asked.
Glenn clearly knew a lot about my family.
"Does admiration need a reason? He's just cool. His armor, his sword, his deeds—all of it was cool," I said lightly.
Glenn nodded casually. "I see."
Time passed faster than I expected, even though the streetcar wasn't particularly fast. By the time we reached the palace, the sun was dipping low.
"It'll be midnight by the time I get back to the academy," I grumbled.
"You're going back tonight?" Glenn asked.
"I planned to."
"If there's...
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