Chapter 109

Three years have passed since the Persian empire stood on the brink of war with Tigra and Nile kingdoms. Now, the grand hall of the royal palace was filled with loud music and the laughter and chants of the Persian soldiers echoing across the entire hall.

The soldiers and generals filled the hall, wining and dining with their mighty emperor and Lord Wilson.

The rich aroma of a feast fit for an empire that had emerged victorious filled the air. The long tables were adorned with delicious and sumptuous array of foods, from succulent roasted meats to vibrant salads and decanted desserts.

Every food they could ever crave at that moment was somewhere on the table.

Dario appeared more relaxed than anyone had ever seen him. ‘It really feels good to gain victory!’ He thought.

He sat at the head of the table and watched his men wine and dine, he watched them genuinely happy as they laughed and conversed. His heart swelled with pride and immense joy.

With his golden goblet in his