Two days later, the summit concluded, and on the thirteenth evening, the Royal banquet, hosted by the Othinian Royal family for the foreign delegates, was underway. Drayce and Seren, adorned in their regal attire representing the Kingdom of Megaris, stood prepared for the event. Drayce, ever patient, awaited Seren's arrival at the foyer, affording her ample time to prepare.
Yorian approached Drayce, his expression one of concern. "King Drayce, your dear friend King Samer will be attending the banquet. His attention might be drawn to your wife."
Drayce's response was curt, his tone colder than usual. "I view it as the Kingdom of Thevailes embracing a blind king for the first time."
"Spectacle, indeed," Yorian remarked with a hint of amusement.
At that moment, Seren descended the staircase, capturing Drayce's unwavering attention. As she reached him, he wasted no time in offering his praise. "You look beautiful, my Queen."
