Kalara, Nadia and Paisley stood at the punch bowl as people flooded into the ball. They picked up their crystal glasses filled with fruit juice and scanned the crowd.
"I don't see a single familiar face, do you?" Nadia asked, scooting a little closer to Kalara.
"That's to be expected. They're all from the Southern Continent. There should be a few nobles from our kingdom showing up soon though. Why? Are you nervous?" Kalara said quietly before she took a sip of her drink.
Her lips curved upwards as the juice spread over her tastebuds. It was a rare citrus that grew only during a short span of the year. It was sour and sweet but the flavors were light which kept it refreshing.
It was a popular drink that usually sold out quickly and was difficult to get. The King and Queen must've put in an order for the whole stock early on to be able to get this amount of juice for the party. It would be a hit amongst the foreigners for sure.
