The people gathered around the city center as they wait for the ceremony to start. The sun shines brightly up in the sky, the wind is warm and comforting and the flowers around the center bloom – giving off a strong floral and sweet scent.
The people talk to each other with enthusiasm, their faces showing genuine joy and relief.
It had been a week since the messenger of the heavens spoke, which marked the official end of the war of the realms.
Now, people can look forward and continue their lives peacefully.
The trumpet's sound and the whispering stopped.
The elven council – including their honorary member, climb on the stage.
They started clapping to welcome the council's present.
As the other members sat down on the chairs provided, while Easton stood at the podium to speak.
Easton faced the crowd with a faint smile on his lips.
