Chapter 292: His Royal Legs Chapter 292: His Royal Legs This was normal life.

That’s when it clicked in his head.

Stop acting like a stranger, Abuchi.

If no one here found it odd, then neither would he.

This wasn’t some alien land.

He wasn’t in a jungle of wild laws and strange people.

Okay, maybe he was since Marka had such a reputation.

Still he was in Marka.

And right now, that made him a Markan.

He adjusted the strap on his shoulder, stood straighter, and pulled his hood down a bit more over his face.

Blend in.

Flow with the current.

That’s how you survive.

Two people ahead of him.

Almost there.

He inhaled slowly, then exhaled like he had just reached a mountain peak.

Finally.

This line business was…

interesting.

Not his thing at all, but still, something about it felt oddly satisfying.

Like being part of a slow, ticking system where your turn would come, no matter how long it took.

There was comfort in that kind of certainty.

But still, he glanced at the sky, I’ve been standing for hours.

Can I at least get a chair next time?

Or a stool?

Even a rock?

My royal legs aren’t made for this kind of punishment.

Then it happened.

The man in front of someone who was in front of him was done.

He picked up his goods, crispy yams, bundles of herbs, shiny fruits, and thanked the trader with a respectful nod.

he said,

Abuchi’s attention wasn’t

the small yellow notes the

mind went

What’s that?

That’s not our currency.

His eyes narrowed.

That’s Marka’s money.

His heart dropped.

Oh no.

Oh no no no.

patted his

was in

and

be like trying to

Wait a second….

taxi drivers and that mob leader collect the Lionara money he

in

want to

He suddenly felt hot.

to forget… I forgot the

Local currency?

Really?

Me?

Prince of Lionara?

yellow notes being folded

design, different

have any

His mouth went dry.

trader glanced at him, it was

Abuchi stood still.

Okay.

Deep breath.

You’re smart.

You’re trained.

You’ve handled worse.

couldn’t lie, this one

Embarrassing, almost.

gone from planning how to evade royal investigators to forgetting to change

a fall

one step forward,

to be a way

in line for hours, only to say “Sorry, I don’t have the

Not him.

person in front of him, Abuchi’s mind was already spinning into survival

Okay… okay… think.

You’ve done this before.

festivals, grand halls,

know how this

bitter truth hit him a

No, I don’t.

Not really.

been to all those

in front of kings, shaken hands with diplomats,

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