"Lyle, go and extend an invitation to Mr. Ralph; he's about to miss the most exciting part of tonight's banquet!"
Echel Liveser's shout echoed like a cold wind over the top of Liveser, but it was quickly drowned out by laughter.
The vast treetop platform was festooned with sacks of fireflies, and the dance steps of dozens of Liveser rangers made the wooden boards beneath their feet resonate loudly.
Lyle walked with a wobble, feeling as though the entire world was vibrating.
In the end, Echel couldn't resist; he hopped nimbly in dance steps to move from the other side to where Lyle was amidst cheers from the crowd.
"Don't forget our plan," Echel hinted with a knowing look, turning his gaze toward Ralph, who was gazing at the moon from the windowsill.
After delivering Verlet's love letter to this untamed king, he had finally indicated he would make a move tonight.
