Coco and her husbands followed Sinclair into a venue dripping with luxury.
The air was filled with the hum of soft music, jazz or whatever the name was, Coco doesn't know, but it was similar to jazz.
The clinking of glasses could be heard as guests mingled and chatted amongst themselves, the interior was elegantly adorned with expensive decorations, making the overall ambiance of the place screams class and royalty.
Coco and the four mediators, feeling slightly out of place yet thrilled for the celebration, made their way further into the building, feeling slightly awe at their extravagant surroundings.
As Sinclair led Coco and her husbands through the venue, Coco found herself unconsciously inching closer to Zaque and Heiren.
Her hand automatically sought out the red haired mediator's sleeve, gripping it gently as she walked beside him.
