I'm less hungry than Alexander, so I get up and reach the terrace while he's still eating.
I've missed this view. Last time, I couldn't just get out here and take a look. We were visiting the place in secret, so we couldn't let anyone see that there was someone in the late Queen's room!
Yet, now, it's fine. Even if they see me, they'll just remember the good old times and continue on.
The harbour is lively as I remember it was during my childhood. The war forced us to decrease the number of exchanges, and the surrender meant it wasn't our harbour anymore.
Yet, somehow, we got it back.
The breeze is warm as usual, and the mountains tower over the Palace. I can see everything from here.
The streets are crowded, people do get out of their houses. It's as if war has never happened.
