It was finally the end of the night of fine dining and exemplary orchestration.
As the end of the banquet came, the Kings and Queens were soon parting away to their respective rooms. The prime purpose of the Gathering of Suits had reached its pinnacle and what was left was a few days of entertainment, socialization and meandering? The Joker took a sip of the dark red wine and mulled over it.
It all depended on the individual Kingdom.
One by one, the couples and delegates began to depart from the Royal Dining Hall after paying each other their exchange of temporary farewells. There was no longer any need for exuding auras of royalty and power, it was finally the time for relaxation and elusive meetings. Some were perhaps intoxicated? There was a certain red-faced Queen who couldn't tolerate her alcohol.
