As the evening approached, the time for the much-anticipated dinner arrived. In various corners of the palace, the key figures of the empire were informed of the commencement of the dinner in their own unique ways.
Still in the embrace of the sunset's afterglow, a soft-spoken servant approached them, careful not to disturb the intimate moment. “Your Majesties, the evening meal is prepared,” he announced with a respectful bow. Magnus and Cassiopeia exchanged a knowing smile, their serene moment transitioning into the regal composure befitting their status. Rising from the bench, they thanked the servant and proceeded towards the dining hall, hand in hand, ready to join their guests.
The arrival of Gaston, Duke Alexis' devoted butler, cut short their laughter in the garden. “Your Grace, Pr
