The day of the quest,
The throne room hummed with the measured buzz of conversations and the palpable anticipation that swelled the air.
The high ceilings echoed with the resonating murmurs and occasional nervous talk, its dark orange hues reflecting off the numerous crimson-tinted windows that painted the room in hues of the early morning sun.
The five Bloodborn Guards were standing in each corner as always.
Asher, Isola, Merina, and Ceti were standing here before Rowena, while Seron, Rebecca, and other officials and elders had also assembled here.
It was customary for them to bid farewell to the members of this House who were going to take such an important quest.
After all, if someone among them managed to become the victor, it could drastically influence the future of this House.
