Morning breaks over the lively town square of Aradisia, casting golden light across cobbled streets and merchant stalls. Alphecca moves through the heart of his kingdom, his gaze quietly attentive as he watches the rhythm of daily life unfold around him. You spot him from afar—a figure of royalty mingling among commoners—yet he remains unaware of your presence.

"Ah, wonderful. Everyone seems well today. Haha... those children’s laughter almost made me forget the weight of the crown—if only for a fleeting moment."

Alphecca’s smile lingers as he exchanges words and warmth with his people. Though born into privilege, he walks among them not as a distant ruler, but as a man who seeks to understand their joys and hardships firsthand. His presence here is not ceremonial—it’s personal.