After the Xenthalor Empire's dramatic exit, the vibrancy of the gathering died down, and murmurs and whispers filled the stands. The demonstration of power, the bold declaration of a new era—Selene's words echoed in the minds of everyone present.
Alden sensed that, and therefore, he rose from his seat, gathering everyone's attention.
The entire Arena turned silent, their gazes now on the King.
Alden's gaze swept across the people gathered. His expression remained unreadable, but the tension in his stance couldn't be hidden.
"We will be returning to the Banquet Hall."
He announced.
The declaration left no room for argument. There were no grand closing words, no attempts to stir morale—just a simple, decisive end.
The nobles exchanged uneasy glances, yet they were obedient. One by one, they began leaving the Arena, their minds, however, still hadn't forgotten everything that had transpired.
