Chapter 102 : Power of a Mayor
Nodding once to the crowd below, Axton stepped away from the balcony. His mayoral address had reached its end, and as his figure disappeared behind the grand marble pillars of the estate, the murmuring crowd began to scatter.
Citizens of Atlas City—merchants, craftsmen, adventurers, and common folk—slowly drifted back to their shops, homes, and guild halls. The energy that filled the plaza moments ago began to fade into the steady hum of city life.
Inside the mayor's estate, Axton exhaled deeply. He sank into a wide, cushioned couch that seemed to swallow him whole, its soft fabric a relief after hours of standing under the sun. For a brief moment, he allowed himself to close his eyes.
He wasn't just tired from the speech; the responsibilities of running a city were far heavier than he had expected. Yet, they were also intoxicating. Power had a way of making exhaustion feel worthwhile.
