Without any impending crisis or urgent affairs demanding his attention, Meron had decided not to delegate the task to one of his children as it had happened for Vastor's wedding.
Friya stood at the King's right, dressed in a simple cream-colored day dress with no neckline and a hoop skirt to not outshine the bride during her special day. Her long hair was held up in a do that gave her features a sharp look and made her eyes look cold.
Ajatar stood at the King's left, wearing a black evening suit and wearing the appearance of an unremarkable man slightly shorter than Morok with dirty blonde hair and sapphire blue eyes, the color of his scales.
Friya looked at his parents and brothers, sitting on the first row, and felt a pang at the sight of Phloria's chair. Yet she said nothing, moving her gaze on to the second row where Nalrond was sitting.
