Royal Family

Among those he spoke were a few of rather suspicious nature. The never-ending cycle of give and take. Many peered in envy as the king went around speaking to all. To his surprise, as he thought the celebration was at the castle only, a festival for the inhabitants began when he arrived. A big festival with multiple artists performing day and night at the town square on the second floor. Dancing, ale, food, a moment of bliss, and harmony. Long were the troubles of Kreston and its mind-games. 

Having entertained the guest as was per his responsibility, Staxius excused himself from the crowd in the pretext of fatigue. In reality, the body was yet to give. The mind was it who felt tired, tired from keeping upfronts and barriers. A never-ending battle for it was here in a conversation that people fought. Words of weight to a feather, words of weight to a boulder, tone, and facial expression mattered.