Night came slowly to Babylon.
The manor had not held this many guests and people in years, and every hallway carried movement or noise long after sunset.
The banquet was postponed at Lady Vivienne's request, but Servants still carried blankets and warm water with coal and other items, as the Healers who came from Ironhold enjoyed a hearty stew and ale for their hard work.
Both knighthoods enjoyed a more relaxed evening after Luka allowed light alcohol consumption and a rest for half the troops.
Galatea guided Vivienne through everything from start to finish.
"This corridor leads to the inner guest wing, the rooms near the stairs are reserved for your maids and female healers, while the master bedroom is for Lady Vivienne."
"How thoughtful."
Vivienne walked beside her with light steps, hands folded before her waist. Her blue mantle was gone, replaced by a dark evening dress that made her pale skin seem softer beneath the lamps.
She was just too elegant and beautiful.
