A feast shrouded in mystery (part 1)

Emorian feasts for knights were often grand affairs, intricately organized and supervised by Lady de Lanark herself. Even for a feast held in honor of the faux victors, no extravagance was spared as Adela left no stone unturned, ensuring a truly unforgettable experience for all in attendance.

"Exquisite planning, My Lady," the majordomo complimented.

Adela smiled graciously, "It is all thanks to your tireless efforts, Majordomo."

The event was divided into two distinct venues—the arena and the Archduchess's garden.

Lady de Lanark took great care in embellishing the arena with vibrant banners and intricate decorations that infused the atmosphere with a festive aura. The sounds of clashing swords and the excited cheers of the spectators reached Adela's ears, even from her distant vantage point.

She delicately placed her hand fan against her lips, leaning in closer to Bernard. "Have the first victors been announced yet?"