The ballroom was a blur of movement, laughter, and clinking glasses. The grand chandeliers above cast soft, golden light over the crowd, the scent of perfume mixing with the faint trace of freshly polished wood beneath her feet. I stand quietly beside Fen, my hand lightly resting on his arm as we exchanged brief pleasantries with the guests around us. My mind, however, was already elsewhere and Fen was doing most of the talking. He is good at pleasantries even though he looks like the strong silent type.
It was imperative that the houses agree to provide funding for the wall and troops to man it. It would mean the difference between safety and the continued attacks on cities around the kingdom. The continued abduction of innocent pups.
