When I returned, a lively gathering was seated around the table. As soon as the elves noticed me, they went on high alert, eyes narrowing with suspicion. Solaris quickly intervened, assuring them that I was a guest.
Despite their hushed murmurs—questions like "Why is a human male here?" or "Why is Her Majesty allowing a human here?"—I remained unfazed, focusing on my meal.
Amidst their scrutiny, I couldn't help but marvel at their beauty. Each person seated there was a bombshell, radiating a captivating allure that seemed perfectly placed in the moment. The tableau before me begged to be immortalized—a scene ripe with potential for a stunning masterpiece.
Solaris leaned in to explain that they constituted the council of the Elven Kingdom, akin to ministers overseeing various aspects of governance in the kingdom.
