Chronicles of Arya

Captain of the Windy Fleet

After three days, they were somewhat prepared. The group stood in front of Losteria's town hall, which is the biggest building in the city and where the banquet will be held.

Isaac felt so out of place, especially with the fancy black outfit of a noble. Everything about the outfit felt uncomfortable.

"Would you stop scratching your neck?" Meng asked.

"I'm just not used to it," Isaac said. Meng had taken the liberty of designing their outfits for the night and she'd done a really good job.

Polus, as usual, wore his normal outfit since he was a merchant. Liliora wore a stunning red dress that glittered with white as if she were wearing the night sky. Unlike most royal dresses, it doesn't have that poofy skirt. Instead, the fabric hugged her body tightly, showing all her allures and features as a woman.

This was as per her request, of course.

Isaac on the other hand wore three-piece clothing. Similar to Polus's, but way more refined and stylish. A white shirt with a black buttoned jacket on top of it. A small crest was emblazoned on the jacket's left chest, but the insignia was unfamiliar to him.

Meng on the other hand opted for the low-profile route. A simple sleeveless white dress, but her defining feature was her blonde hair. Since she'd always tied it in a braid for as long as Isaac's known her, he'd never seen her let her hair loose. Now that she has, her hair was thick and luscious, but not so much as to become overwhelming. It's like the perfect amount of hair.

"I can feel them looking at me," Meng said as her face flushed with embarrassment. Similar to Isaac, she's not used to this kind of situation.

Liliora, on the other hand, was embracing it. "Just enjoy the attention, my dear friend." Liliora looked excited. "I'm gonna have fun with some royalties today."

"Just remember what we really came here for," Isaac said. Their true objective is to talk with Eiko, one of the Three Coins who would possibly know about the merchant fleet setting sail tomorrow, as Polus found out.

The four of them entered the town hall.

It looked surprisingly bigger on the inside rather than on the outside. Two massive chandeliers hung from the ceiling which is higher than it's supposed to be. The town hall expanded into a giant ballroom with several long dining tables stretched out to the left and right. The space in the middle of the building served as a dance floor with special honored guests sitting at the back of the ballroom, facing the dance floor.

One floor above, there was a balcony alongside the walls where archers were stationed just in case something happened. Armed bodyguards could also be seen placed throughout the room, standing by on watch.

It was already pretty crowded when Isaac went in. The band at the corner of the room was resting so there was no music currently. But all Isaac heard was chattering, murmurs, and hearty laughs.

"Security looks tight," Liliora said.

"Let's just make sure we don't do anything stupid," Isaac said. He was about to say something else when the music started playing all of a sudden and everyone cheered. They started to gather in the middle and start dancing with their partners.

Almost instantly, two gentlemen came up to each of the girls, both of them asking for a dance. Liliora didn't hesitate as she happily agree and went for a dance.

Meng, on the other hand, looked at Isaac as if she were asking what should she do.

Just say yes.

But I can't dance.

Just do what we practiced.

Isaac could almost hear Meng's internal groan as she faked a smile and accepted the man's offer to dance. That left him and Polus. The two exchanged looks.