Atlas strode towards the main throne in the middle of the two throne chairs while the rest of the people stood up.
Luciana tugged at Esme's hand.
Esme blinked, ''Lucy...''
''Sshhh. Close your mouth and adjust your veil. He won't pay attention to you in the crowd. Also...''
''Lucy,'' Esme interrupted the woman as she spoke in her ear, ''He is not the man I met last night.''
''What?" Luciana frowned, ''But you said that it was the King of the Dark Castle.''
Esme glanced at Atlas, the man had pale blue eyes too but he wasn't the man she met. She was certain about it, ''They addressed him as 'Your Highness'.''
''That title is reserved for the Princes, Es. Why would they address their God as such?''