Today was the day the festival would commence. People had started to arrive at the court the day before, dressed to kill.
Business was booming as all species mostly wanderers, arrived for the hunting festivals. News of the future king participating had already spread far and wide.
Even the most remote dark elven villages in the gulf knew the news.
The council had gone all out and several kingdoms' representatives had arrived.
The streets were bustling with people and there were stalls on every corner of the streets selling things from all four continents.
Traders had been permitted to sell and give just a small profit to the kingdom in exchange.
Children played happily around the square undisturbed with little to no worries. Soldiers stood at every corner of the street monitoring for a sign of danger or if a fight broke out.
Manipulators stood on standby ready to help if something went wrong.
