In the hustle and bustle, Thales stared blankly at the short sword in his hand. He silently walked backwards, allowing innumerable guards to pass him by.
The prince's figure adorned the dense pack of armors that rushed past, looking solitary and out of place.
It was glaring and prominent.
In the next second, as if a ban had been lifted, the long-silent guests burst into life again.
Myriad sounds filled the hall; continuous waves of cheers, chatter, applause, and whispers could be heard.
"My god, I swear, this banquet is the coolest thing I've encountered this year…"
"He's not a Jadestar for nothing, eh? This reminds me of forty years ago…cough cough cough…"
"Indeed. Let me tell you, when Polaris was still in the North… That was really…kings and archdukes were no match for him… We at Elaphure City idolize him!"
