It was evening in Drahyr, and after the tumultuous events of the last day of the Tournament, Jorael and his companions were having dinner at the Palace with the Demon Queen Shaneh.
The large dining room of the Palace was majestic but at the same time modest, and a banquet worthy of a King was set up on the huge round table where everyone could meet their gaze.
"We don't usually have that much food, but today is a special occasion ..." Shaneh explained, showing off her red and white robe.
"Ah, yes, partying with the Queen... ah ah ah!" Bromur laughed.
"So... what did you want to ask, my King?" the Queen jokingly asked.
"Please, will you stop?
I want to ask about me, about my succubus blood, about the Hunger I feel, about my clan's past..." Jorael said.
"Oh, that's a long story...
You should all start eating while it's hot." Shaneh advised.
"Let's gooo!" Kimora said as she plunged into the dishes.
"Your Majesty, isn't your daughter coming?" Cyn'Thia asked politely.
