Call her Your Majesty?
How dare they shout that?
They neither dare to shout, nor dare to scold the Lady before their eyes.
The Young Dragon at the city gate, seeing that the soldiers didn't even dare to raise their heads, found it boring: "Never mind, I won't trouble you anymore. You can call me Your Majesty tonight if you like, because before nightfall, I will become the Emperor of the Farolan Empire."
With a grin, Young Dragon stepped forward and continued towards the Imperial Palace, while the soldiers at the city gate watched the Young Dragon leave.
The path to the Roland Palace was clear; wherever the Young Dragon passed, the Empire's soldiers either saluted with hands on their chests or knelt down on one knee in salute. As the elite troops responsible for the defense of the Imperial Palace, they naturally recognized this Lady who had disappeared for nearly three years.
