It was twilight, and Agelaus and the other suitors were sitting around the table, feasting and chatting. Laughter was high in the air, Ktessipos laughing the loudest, of course.

Maids and servants passed around drinks, more food, and others. Agelaus was leaning on Amphimedon slightly as the conversation flowed.

Gods, he made the right choice coming here.

"The palace looks so nice in blue light."

He commented aloud, more so to himself than anyone else, though.