Flashback continues…
A lavish Jellyfish Carriage arrived at the Noule palace's entrance followed by a group of escorts. The assistants who were stationed there opened the carriage with grace and welcomed the arrival of an influential figure.
Kwazeak came out of the carriage first, just behind him was his sister's bridegroom, Damien Alfcar. He was a handsome fellow, elegantly dressed in fine linen and shiny ornaments.
As his feet alighted on the ground, Damien gave his environment a brief gaze of admiration. "Not bad. This is a beautiful palace you have here."
"I'm glad that it is to your liking." Said Kwazeak.
Damien adopted an eager expression as he inquired, "So when do I get to meet the lucky lady?"
Kwazeak wasn't that into sharing a conversation with Damien but he spoke to him just because of the formal occasion he was tasked with. "I suppose you'll meet her real soon."
