The empire was decorated like a festival. Red and white were the predominant colors but there was enough black color to signify which two houses were joining together.
Sorias took it all in, his heart swelling at the notion of seeing Elysia getting married finally. It had taken so long to get this far and there had been so many obstacles.
"I am sure you would have been happy to see this as well if you were awake, Lucias. I hope you wake up soon and see your sister's happiness."
It had been almost a week ever since that fateful day and Lucas had yet to show any signs of recovery. His complexion was getting worse as well and they had to finally resort to using magic to keep him alive.
Sorias had tried to track down Noctis in hopes of getting his help. But it has all been in vain since there were no traces of him anywhere. It was like he had disappeared out of the blue.
