Dinner with the King

The atmosphere inside the Royal Palace was marked by a sense of grandeur and power. The walls were decorated with works of art and even the chandeliers looked expensive, made of crystal that emitted a soft light that danced on the polished marble surfaces.

In the main hall, a place that had once been the scene of many battles, Petril stopped and said:

"Kaizen and Xisrith, are you hungry? A few minutes ago, I ordered you to prepare dinner for the King, would you like to join him?" Petril looked warmly at Kaizen, but Xisrith's eyes caught a glimmer of something deeper between the lines of that look, as if Petril already knew the reason for the visit.

"That would be nice, Petril. Thank you for your attention, I really wanted to talk to Steveren." Kaizen replied courteously.

"Very well, accompany me, please."

As they walked down one of the first corridors, Petril slid a casual glance at Xisrith.