Four days later;
Garcia Palace, Death Clan Village;
The banquet hall was alive with flickering lanterns, the scent of roasted meats and exotic spices filling the air.
Long tables groaned under platters of delicacies from the Death Clan and beyond.
Friends and relatives gathered, murmurs and laughter blending into a lively get-together.
Azzy stood at the head of the room, his presence was quite commanding. No one could ignore his presence at all. And when they gazed at him, they were either filled with admiration or fear.
This is not the family dinner that Azzy invited others though. This is more like the celebratory banquet that the clan threw for him on his return. So, it wasn't just Azzy's family that were attending, but other clan lords and important officials were also at the banquet.
Leah Pendragon entered with her son, Zion Pendragon. His sharp eyes scanned the room as soon as he entered. Their collective looks obviously gathered the attention of many.
