"Mr. Duke, the time has come," said Regina. "The guests who were meant to come should already be in place. The Fairy Song won't officially begin until they enter. Let us start!"
The ones she referred to were naturally the members of the Fae Race who had been invited.
Even the gnolls, with their low perception, could distinctly feel the countless pairs of eyes watching their every move.
Luna's throat hadn't gone hoarse in vain, her back-and-forth publicity had the desired effect, and many of the fae were stirred.
Curiosity was often heavy in the fae. Many times, they couldn't help but investigate, even when it wasn't their concern.
Not to mention the Fairy Song, which was said to be closely related to them—true or not, they would come to see for themselves.
But their shy nature also meant they wouldn't dare recklessly attend a stranger's banquet, even if they saw many of their own kind inside.
Gaven had been prepared for this.
