For the tenth time, another one shoved their products into my arm.
"Here, take this. It's sweet and perfectly ripe!" Mrs. Elisa, a fruit vendor said, shoving basket full of golden mangoes. "It's been awhile since you came, we were growing worried. Even those children misses you terribly. How have things been?" She asked worriedly, a hand on her cheek.
"It's nothing to worry about, work has just been piling up."
"Has it? How about His Majesty? He must be piled up with work too, right? Here," She placed a variety of fruits in the basket, "Tell His Majesty to eat all of these fruits to stay healthy! He must live long and lead the empire well!"
Mrs. Elisa had a proud smile on her face.
My gaze drifted into the basket full of fruits, feeling sentimental.
Yes…
This was it…
The reason I wanted to become a good emperor.
To make sure my people would always smile and never feel hungry or aggrieved.
