The envoys from the Principality of Christendom had burst into a celebration of the Carthaginian nobles and visiting allies only to be rebuked in the end.
Even the Cardinal and his entourage were hastily making to depart from the city and the country as a whole, Julius just sat at his table enjoying the meal he was provided with.
Taking in the sight of revelry and bonding between the victorious Carthaginian and even his own men.
The bonds of comraderie were alive and well.
Next to him, Queen Serena was daintily eating her own provided plate of food but there was a worried look cast on her face preventing truly enjoying this occasion.
She should be happy since this was a double event the true end to their war of liberation and her very own engagement party.
But worry clouded her mind as she thought back to the Principalities words.
