King Ralden and his trusted guards were waiting in the lavish hotel lobby. The room was adorned with ornate chandeliers that cast a warm golden glow on the plush carpeting. The king's young wife was seated beside him, clad in a stunning spaghetti-strap red dress. The hemline of her dress stopped a little above her knees, revealing her shapely legs. The two-seater couch where they sat was upholstered in luxurious fabric that matched the regal ambiance of the lobby.
A well-dressed gentleman approached him. The man leaned in and whispered something softly into his ear, causing him to turn his head and listen intently.
