The day of Master Bennett's druid ceremony arrived, and Bay Law City was shining brightly. Even after the disaster, the elves' desire for beauty remained.
The elves decorated the city not only to welcome the powerful figures who would soon attend the ceremony but also to celebrate their victory.
By 9 am, a pure white flying carriage arrived at the top of the City, and Steward Hardy quickly stepped up to greet.
Abel was wearing a silvery-white robe with delicate yet understated flower embroidery. On his head was a tree branch head loop with silvery stripes.
As he stepped down, all the guards on the square fell on one knee and bowed.
"Master Bennett, her majesty is waiting for you. We are here on her majesty's behalf to express our welcome since her majesty is too occupied by the guests!" Steward Hardy bowed.
