A week had passed since the news of the heir made rounds through the Athenian streets, and now that things had settled, a gathering of seventy-one guests was arranged at the mansion 'Phordite. Among them were the hero's allies, potential partners, and even those with whom he had dubious relations. However, nobody questioned each other's presence, for they were all very aware of the seriousness of the topic that had drawn them there.
"That's the queen of Elenaris! Mono Aurarelia. Gods! She's beautiful…" Standing by a table with her friends with a glass of bubbling wine in hand, Aura clenched her pearls while her eyes wandered everywhere. From Mono to Shamisha, even a dragoness and the rebel leaders of Lululalia, absolutely everyone of note was present and mingling with each other.
"No wonder she's talking to our king," said Mako, her old grey eyes focused on Mono's spiralling golden locks as she conversed with the king and the queen.
