Days went by in a blur, and before they would know it, the day of the banquet had come. While it filled the hearts of many nobles with possibilities of making connections and increasing their influence, Edith only wanted one thing, and that was to make certain who was and wanst involved in the massacre of Novara.
The carriages began arriving even before sunset, prove of how much anticipation was attached to the event. After all, it wasn't just another noble's attempt to display their wealth and superiority over the commoners. It was the king's banquet.
Many have longed to enter the royal palace of Glenmoor, but with legitimate reason, they wouldn't dare come close to it. This was an opportunity to get to not only step into the royal palace but also to see the face of the man who revered and feared by many despite being just human.
Although he had ruled them for many years, only a handful of people, mostly the council and a few heads of noble houses, have seen his face.
