They made their way up to the fifth floor, which had an ample space with tons of tables, yet only one had people in it. The queen of the dark lands.
She was waiting for her food while looking through the window of the restaurant, gazing at the moon and the people who were walking down the streets.
The queen of the dark lands was also a dark elf. Arthur did not know her name, but people usually called her matriarch.
When Arthur reached the fifth floor, the queen glanced at him with apparent surprise. She knew well those who could step on the fifth floor, and it was usually just her.
Who was the mysterious dark elf? This was the question that crossed inside her mind.
"Should I invite him over?" The matriarch thought.
That thought vanished when she saw that Arthur already had someone with him.
"This place is incredible."