This night's celebration was destined to be remembered by the Istania people. Not only for the shocking event of 'Starfall' that took place during the celebration but also because they were about to welcome a new king.
Everything was just as it had been nineteen years ago.
Fang Hong could imagine how the events of this night would spread. Soon, from Bain to Tansnier, from Idus to Nogness, everyone in this Sand Sea, whether Invokers or natives, would discuss 'Starfall', the new king, and everything that happened during the celebration.
Of course, not yet.
As he stepped out of the Royal Palace in the early morning light, the eastern horizon glowed red, unveiling the deep blue sky, and the stars vanished; it was already dawn. The lingering darkness tried to hold on to the last steps of the night's revelries, but the jingling camel bells outside the palace had already heralded a new chapter for this ancient city.
