Ezra
Finally, the moment arrived for the engagement ceremony to begin.
There was a loud sound of horns in the banquet hall. Two high-ranking court officials stepped forward onto the center floor, clearing their throats and calling out the names of Ennui and Lord Elliot. Together, the couple walked slowly up the carpeted steps toward the beautifully decorated platform, surrounded by white lilies, and glowing incense burners, ready to carry out the ancient marital rites of the Zen clan.
On the other side of the room, Allen had officially reached his absolute limit. He refused to stay separated for a second longer. Utterly damning the strict court rules, the murmurs, and any potential diplomatic consequences, he stood up, caught my eye, and firmly beckoned me over to his side with a command that left zero room for debate.
