September 7, 1457.
ry Court Barracks Central Avenue.
In the corner booth of a long-established coffee shop by the street, a copper coffee pot bubbled with steam.
Standing up, Dewanbay used tongs to press down the lid of the pot, while lifting the coffee pot with the other hand.
The dark brown coffee liquid gushed down and flowed through the spout into Greyleban's pottery cup.
The rich, burnt aroma mixed with cinnamon powder instantly permeated the narrow booth.
However, Greyleban's gaze was completely away from the coffee; he put a vial of smelling salts under his nose to sober up, his eyes wholly focused on the outside window.
On both sides of Central Avenue at ry Court Barracks, bright yellow exposition banners and triangular flags were already hung.
On the banners, written in simplified Leia and Alwen bilingual script,
"World Exposition officially opens on September 12."
"Welcome everyone, to witness the miracles of the Holy Alliance!"
