章 39: A Gift From Someone Special

The arrival of the beasts from the Beast Kingdom, under the lead of Rhaegar, the notorious Lycan King, was nothing short of awe-inspiring.

Despite their menacingly large figures, they strode into the banquet hall with a quiet, commanding presence, their tall, powerful forms clad in robes of midnight black.

Each robe shimmered in the light, adorned with intricate golden embroidery woven from genuine gold thread—an extravagance reserved exclusively for royalty. The embroidery traced patterns of ancient sigils and symbols, their brilliance accentuating the strength and regality of the wearers.

Onlookers could not help but stare, captivated by the striking contrast of black and gold, a symbol of wealth, mystery, and power that left them in silent admiration.

As if by a snap of someone's powerful figures, all of a sudden, that stunned haze, that foggy trance, dissipated, and it seemed as if the atmosphere had gone to normal once again.