A group of knights were singing some war songs in one corner, their voices echoed in the restaurant. Some of them were already wasted, lying in weird positions on uncomfortable wooden chairs, tables and grounds. While some just couldn't stop laughing.
"What's the celebration for?" Eleanore asked, a smile breaking on her face unknowingly on seeing the fun atmosphere that had surrounded her.
"They are celebrating for me. I have officially earned the title of captain of the Royal Knights." He answered by shouting at the top of his lungs, to make himself audible amongst the loud comrades of his.
One of the knights noticed his new captain standing there with a girl. His hands were in hers and they were both looking at each other, smiling and talking. What he saw was a romantic wind following between them. Under the influence of innumerable liquor bottles he had drunk, he of course couldn't judge the image in front of him, very well.
