They were all awoken in the morning by music from the kingdom below. It seemed Neron had organised a whole festival on their behalf. Tolanda stood on her balcony and looked out over to the city below. All coloured banners flew, and the music was lilting and jolly though she could not make out what the instruments were. She could smell food drifting on the air and hear laughter way down below. She looked across the balcony to Ievos’ room to see his balcony doors were open and then she looked to Iefyr’s on the other side of her to see him emerge. He was stood in just his baggy nightwear trousers and no shirt. The sunlight reflecting off his perfect muscles as it still sat low in the sky, he was hardly dressed but still looked handsome with his shoulder-length hair a little unruly. He realise
