As soon as the ruckus was finished, Yanarym continued on feeding herself with the sweet mango on her plate and looked at the clock on the wall of the wall painting.
The long hand was pointing at the Roman number six (VI) while the long hand was pointing at the Roman number six as well. It was six-thirty in the evening. The Royal Guard, the King, the Queen, and the princesses were accompanied by the ministers and the most powerful noble figures in the aristocracy must be on their way to the dining hall of Terra Palace.
"This is going to become a long night," Yanarym inhaled deeply as she still was not feeling the poison kicking into her system. "I wonder if Erin has arrived. I can't wait to eat…"
