The sky in August, it always turns dark exceptionally late.
Before twilight, guests began to arrive at Henry VIII's eightieth birthday banquet.
Annan hadn't kept Dmitry waiting for long.
Before the guests all arrived, Annan and Kafney had already returned together. Kafney even changed into a more fluffy, formal, and magnificent gown.
Seeing Kafney rarely dressing up and combing her somewhat fluffy hair neatly, Elizabeth nodded in satisfaction and smiled tenderly at them.
—And seeing Annan keep his promise to return on time before dinner, Dmitry also relaxed his brows slightly and showed a less indifferent expression.
Dmitry was always like this... He didn't like surprises and valued tradition and promises. In his teens, he liked to mediate others' conflicts, lecturing and setting rules for people, always appearing quite mature.
And indeed, his style of conduct was very steady.
