From the moment they left the airport, throughout the drive to the hotel, even after they had checked in, and right up until the main gathering finally began that evening, King kept letting out sigh after sigh, shaking his head as though he still couldn't believe any of this was real.
Leon now stood inside one of the hotel's grand ballrooms. Crystal chandeliers hung from the high ceiling, while elegantly arranged round tables filled the spacious hall. Every detail, from the lighting to the decorations, reflected the luxury of the venue. And judging from their appearance alone, the guests gathered there were clearly not ordinary people.
"How did you get everyone together tonight, in Tokyo of all places, Broken?" King asked as he stood behind the man he was assigned to protect. "Don't tell me you actually planned all of this just two days ago."
Freya, standing beside Leon in a long, elegant evening dress, smiled faintly before glancing back at him.
