[Music Recommendation: The Night We Met ~ Lord Huron, Phoebe Bridgers]
"It's now time for the food presentation," the announcement came as maids brought forward the tables filled with trays of various delicacies, setting them in front of the King.
Adric sat in his chair, holding up his face with one hand. His eyes roamed the crowd, looking at nothing in particular. He turned when he noticed his personal guard come to stand behind him.
"You're late."
Rowan nodded. "I made a little stop somewhere; a rabbit needed a crash course."
Adric chuckled, knowing how twisted his guard was. Though their lives were different in terms of position, Rowan was still a very good friend who understood him most of the time.
"The cooking is about to start," Rowan muttered. "The Princess just arrived."