Two hours before noon, a Kingsmerian restaurant lay empty.
Passersby were shocked, for this was one of Kingmere's top five restaurants, just what could've caused them to close doors for a whole day.
The answer showed itself an hour later.
Carriages pulled by fit and steady horses, embellished with designs and embroidered with quality fabric appeared at the restaurant's vicinity one after the other.
Alofting from the carriages were Women of nobility, all dressed in fancy fabric and attires, a few had thick wool scarfs.
"Oh? Genevieve, you're here as well?"
"Yes, her highness invited me"
"Me as well," said another.
"Does anyone know why we were called?"
The others shake their heads.
The ladies strolled in with the door opened for them.
They looked around, surprised.
"Why isn't there anyone here?" one asked.
"The entire venue was bought out for your arrival"
Another wave of shock hit them.
Buying out one of the top five restaurants-that was some serious money.
