The palace was buzzing with noise from all corners

In preparation for the party to be held, Alvinia slowly came down the stairs and took a look at the servants preparing the hall.

She licked her lips in dissatisfaction with the noise, to look at what she was wearing, to find herself in pajamas that reached a little beyond her knees, white, with a simple design.

Her hair was loosely draped on her back, while the fingers of her hand, which were tightening on the railing of the stairs, whenever they crossed one by one to the bottom.

She stood on one of the beys to lean her head on...