The marble flooring had the symbol of Cravolta in the centre and in the domed ceiling of the inner foyer. Pleasant music was played by a live orchestra to the side.
Dozens of Royal Guard were positioned in a crescent, and standing in the centre was the Royal Ministry minus Feyan, all awaiting and shuffling slowly into position to welcome the council.
Behind them were the doors that led into a large courtyard, while the hallways left and right would interconnect with the other hallways and staircases.
Arabella dragged Jotou along to the seven people standing by. "Ah, Thundering Blade. Quickly," Archduke Guuraj beckoned. Couldn't really protest when someone was dragging her now could she?
Jotou quickly made out two other faces—a thin woman with dark skin and greying black hair, several braids under the multitude of bronze hair ornaments she wore.
