Back at the Chakier palace, Crown Prince Dustan returned to the banquet room with high expectations of sweeping the beautiful damsel off her feet. He was cladded in an intricately designed luxurious green and gold royal robe that matched the princess's attire. Also, he wore a milder blend of lavender and minty perfume.
As he strolled into the banquet room with his shoulder raised high and an air of dominating pride, he welcomed warm compliments and praises from both his loyal subject and guest. His gaze was fixed at the front row and he observed that something was out of place.
His gaze shifted to the front right table just to ensure he wasn't making a mistake with the particular place his fair maiden was seated. But the sight of his generals and other top Chakier officials acknowledging his presence and saluting him, dampened his spirit.
Ignoring his generals, he turned to the left again and stared at Lola's empty seat.
