Bab 179: The Envelope (I)

 The style of the banqueting hall was filled with lights and elegance the moment Freya made her way in. The walls and ceilings were embellished with rosettes, palmettes and every other fine centerpiece that spoke of its allure, impulsively dragging Freya in.

Tiered crystal chandeliers glittered with soft lights, raining down on the murmuring guests who were neutrally conversing with one another. She could hear a small orchestra being played somewhere the farther she stepped into the banquet hall, half caring about the fact she might be caught.

She could see waiting staff circulating the crowd to offer them their finest wines. Every person present was looking extremely splendid and she couldn't help but wonder which of the demoness his highness was meant to choose for a mate. If they were among the crowd or not and a tinsy little bit of jealousy made its way to her heart.