Elian's POV
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By hour 22 when the sun had set and the full glow of the new moon shone above Lunaria, the palace was already alive with activities.
Dignitaries and high-ranking citizens from all over Lunaria trooped into the palace grounds in their high-tech aether crafts and air crafts of various designs.
The city of Moon Haven was buzzing with life as well, bright silver and gold lights strung across rooftops and between pillars while the laughter of common folk filled the air.
Within the palace walls, servants scurried hastily, either placing finishing touches to decorations or trying to hide while they gossiped about a certain couple's outfit.
And as for Elian?
He was seeing this all through a spell that he recently perfected.
[Ah... Remote viewing. A spy's wet dream when it comes to abilities.]
Elian leaned on a pillar in the event hall where the ball was being held, scanning his eyes through the place from underneath the black mask he wore.
