บท 51: Meat Market

ETAN

The feast that night was in celebration of Ayleth, her victory—over him—and her suitability for both Queen, and Wife.

Etan's skin crawled.

Despite the fact that he'd dragged his feet all day, wishing to slow the days crawl towards this moment, he arrived as early as he could in good manners. Tonight was little more than a Noble auction for the hand of the Princess, and he would not allow her to be there without someone to watch over her.

Unsurprisingly, when he reached the Banquet hall where only the Royal rulers, their Heirs, and high ranking select nobles had been invited, it was brimming with men, but the ladies were nowhere to be seen.

The Zenithran King and Queen had arranged for the tables in the middle of the Banquet hall to be cleared since there would be fewer attending, and had arranged for music. So, there would be dancing today.