The night of the capital of Draka was like stars on the earth. Each and every house, street and garden were lit with thousands of candles and lanterns.
The throne hall was filled with courtiers of the Draka Kingdom and all the royals of other kingdoms. Every chandelier was lit with hundreds of candles. The arched windows were open and flags bearing the embroidered emblem of Draka Kingdom, a dragon, were hung over the arches. A long red rug was spread right from the entrance to the dais where the thrones were set. Thick aroma of sandalwood hung in the air.
All the people were talking about the richness and grandeur of the palace and how beautifully it was decorated. King Eridanus was standing with his wife and both were looking tense because their daughter was nowhere to be found. They had talked to King Eltanin about the marriage alliance. Though he had said that he would inform his parents about it, there was no move in that direction.
