Eleanor held her breath as loud instruments suddenly started to play joyous war sounds. She turned to the large window, her hair falling on one side of her shoulder as she bent over the window to catch a glimpse.

People were gathered in the palace grounds, each dancing and howling, some shifting and displaying tricks as they jumped through the air and shifted back at insane speed.

She bent even closer to check, but Conaan didn't seem to be anywhere. Disappointment pierced through for the second time this evening, and she started to withdraw, her hand gripping the window sill to help her cope with the disappointment.

"Attention all!" Came...