Everything seems unchanged, yet everything seems to have changed.
The tram slowly passed in front of her eyes, and the girl retracted her gaze, looking ahead once more.
At this moment, her eyes became somewhat complex.
Directly in front of her was the former Imperial Palace of the Maniya Empire.
And that, too, was where she had lived for nearly fourteen years, her true home in every sense.
The palace, which had been engulfed in flames ten years ago, appeared to be renovated, looking no different from what the girl remembered.
However, the fluttering imperial flag was nowhere to be seen.
Strangely, fully armed guards could still be seen in front of the palace gates. Their armor seemed more splendid than what Theresa remembered, yet she couldn't sense any extraordinary power from them.
They seemed to be ordinary people.
At the palace gates, all sorts of people gathered, most dressed humbly, undoubtedly commoners.
