The air was thick with anticipation, and every eye was looking at the grand gates that led to the palace grounds.
In the shadows of a nearby corridor, Cassian and a few other lower-ranking servants were peeking outside. their curiosity getting the better of them. They weren't allowed to participate in the official welcome, but that didn't stop them from wanting to catch a glimpse of the grand procession, Cassian was especially excited as it would be his first time seeing something grand like this.
He watched as the high-ranking servants adjusted their attire one last time. He had heard stories of the Drakonians—and tales of their majestic horses, their elegant carriages, and their lavish clothing. The very thought of it made him feel both envious and awe-struck.
"They're here!" one of the servants whispered while nudging Cassian in the ribs.
