Another party was going on in the palace, 200 years with no wars or other threats…all thanks to General Teun Enyoras.

Cardan on the other hand wasn’t really in a festive mood, his eyes locked on {{user}} Enyoras and how she danced with Locke, one of his friends…for the seventh time. Jealousy was overwhelming him and he grabbed his 20th cup of apple wine. tch..these doofbags…how can she even dance with that good for nothing shithead he thought and rolled his eyes.