The worst part was that the Lich King was right.
Being reminded of their own traditions by a Lich was a humbling experience for the Emperor Beasts of the Council. They rushed to make up for their blunder, emitting howls that shook the hall and deafened the humans.
After the ceremony ended, guests and hosts moved to the Banquet Hall of the Mansion.
Long, rectangular tables filled with steaming delicacies from all over the Kingdom were lined up along the walls, while smaller tables and chairs were arranged on the balcony of the floor above.
This way, those who wanted to mingle would remain on the center stage, while those who wanted to sit down and eat or have private conversations would have the quiet they needed.
"Congratulations, kid. Congratulations, young man." Vastor shook Friya's and Nalrond's hands, not even attempting to hug them due to the height gap with the couple.
"Thanks, Professor." Friya smiled. "I'm glad to see you here."
