It was already 6 in the evening. Since the nights were starting to get longer, the darkness arrived faster, prompting the maids and servants to light up the whole castle with candles, lanterns, and torches. The whole castle shined like a beacon of light.
“Your Majesty, it is time to head towards the ballroom. All the guests are waiting for your arrival,” Jerome bowed and said to the new King.
After returning from the Great Hall, Everard was busy greeting and attending to the alphas of all the clans, the councilmen, the ministers, and all the Kings and Crown Princes of the ally Kingdoms.
He had just gotten a chance to sit down and take a sip of the red wine. But Jerome arrived like an eclipse of his happiness.
“Is it time for the ball already?” he asked with a deep frown on his forehead.
Jerome gave a gentle nod and replied with politeness, “Yes, Your Majesty. It’s time.”
“Where’s Alexander?” Everard asked, worried that his friend was all alone this whole time.
