The wine was strong, but it had a unique clarity and straightforwardness that only the Northern Territory possessed. It was just like him: not many words, yet it always left a deep impression.
Next, the court musicians commenced the ceremonial songs.
A bard walked to the center of the hall, singing excerpts from the Empire's chronicles, praising the glory of the Dragon Ancestor and the joy of the couple's union.
The song flowed like water, as if history at this moment overlapped with the new nobility marriage, inscribed in the continuing chapters of the Empire.
Then came the banquet.
Light changed color, silver plates moved, and fragrant mists rose. The noble guests stood up one after another to toast the newlyweds, the sounds of congratulations and clinking glasses intertwined.
