With the arrival of all the key figures, the atmosphere in the hall grew even more charged. The banquet was about to begin, and everyone knew that the real intrigue and machinations were just starting.
The grand doors to the ballroom opened, and a herald stepped forward, his voice ringing out clearly. "Her Majesty the Queen and His Royal Highness Prince Caelum Aurelian Drakonis Regaria request the pleasure of your company. The banquet is now in session."
The crowd shifted, moving toward the long, ornate tables that had been set with the finest silver and crystal. Draven found his place, noting the strategic positioning of the seating arrangements. He was placed near influential figures, a clear sign that his presence was both respected and carefully monitored. The Duke of Blackthorn and Earl Falken were seated nearby, their gazes occasionally drifting toward Draven, as if assessing his every move.
