The ballroom shimmered with candlelight caught in crystal. Strings hummed in the background, lilting through conversations that glittered with both charm and hidden knives. Banners of each Ducal house hung above like silent judges.
Thorneharts, the ever-sturdy shield of Norvaegard that protects from all threats. The Runescars, the sharp blade of Norvaegard, one that will cut down all enemies. The Judicars, the steady scale of Norvaegard, uphold order within the chaos. The Aeromonts, the mighty quill of Norvaegard, keep record of all its history and knowledge.
Right now, the four Dukes, along with their heirs, have gathered in a single area. Seraphina Aeromont approached Lucen.
"Nice to meet you, Lucen Thornehart. I'm the Duchess Serephina Aeromont."
Lucen greeted Serphina with a knight's salute. "It is a pleasure meeting you, Duchess."
She let out a soft chuckle. "I've heard many things about you. My daughter and I have been quite taken by the board game you created."
