Chapter 283: A missing princess.
The arguments continued and no consensus was reached. After one hour of non stop back and forth, Akia decided that it was time for a break.
"It is a good sign that everyone is eager to rule our empire and lead it to greatness. I suggest that we all take a break now replenish ourselves. Food and drink has been provided in plenty."
As she suggested, so it happened. Not every guest ate, in fact half of them did not eat because they were worried that they would be poisoned. After what had happened to the king, their worries were not easily dismissed.
Musicians sang, jesters did their best to make the guests laugh, danced showed off their best moves. Some of the most recognized scholars recited poetry and Medoris’s best flutist soothed the men and women with his healing tunes.
And yet, that did not alleviate the tension in the hall. The nobles were anxious to continue with the matters which had brought them there. But, three hours later, as the day begun to fade, it continued to look more and more like that was not going to happen.
Akia, whose duty it was to manage the talks was laughing and making merry with a group of young ladies and lords as if the matters which for which she had called all these important people were of no concern.
Impatient, Malcom the fourth snapped, stood up and bellowed. "Enough! We have been here for six hours. Two were wasted on announcing who was attending this banquet. We spent only one talking about the next best noble Lord to lead our empire and three hours have been wasted on this food and drink celebration. May I remind you of what brought us here?"
The musicians stopped playing their music, the jesters quit with their antics and the hall was plunged into a mixture of silence and murmurs.
"If you and Lord Ridley had not spent that one hour comparing whose blood was more nobler than the others perhaps we would have seen some progress. It is rather amusing because there is someone that is of nobler blood than the two of you." Amelia said.