Since the council of nobles were yet to decide if they would meet Eliron's demands, in order to avoid him vanishing into thin air, or changing his mind altogether, he was given a place in the royal estate.
While the castle was where the royal family and high-ranking officials resided, there was an annex not too far away from it, one that was nearly just as good.
'Artie should be done with her ceremony by now…' Eliron mused.
Since the ceremony was being held in the castle, he thought he might have run into her by now, but the place was so large that they did not meet once, even when he went out for a stroll.
"What kind of tea is this?" Ariel asked, staring warily at the cup in front of her.
The drink looked very much like blood, which was a little unnerving, but it had a rather fragrant scent as well, which made Eliron curious about its taste.
