Priests and priestesses from the north arrived within a week and Adeline witnessed it all. The castle was a lively affair more than it had ever been and all of the reasons pointed towards the king and the soon-to-be queen's marking ceremony.
Adeline sat in the corner of the room which appeared to be buried deep with rich fabrics of all kinds and from everywhere.
Each shifting realm had sent something for the ceremony of two souls officially joining and hoped to get the invite. At least that was what she had been told.
One thing that she did not like in the middle of it all were the servants who were working themselves to death probably.
"Are you sure that they don't need rest?" Adeline turned to Cassandra, "They look tired." There were a few faces which she remembered to see almost all the time and Adeline was pretty much involved in a lot of things which meant that they were here more than necessary.
