The dining room was decorated with flowers, opening every window to make the fresh air fill the space. At the table, all the noblesse of the Doiltean clan were reunited, from Alexander himself, to his father, Ursula, and even military chiefs and diplomats. The Doiltean clan was bigger than the Cleite, better organized, and Heinrich could notice that. For sure, he was going to learn a lot to copy, or at least emulate that kind of hierarchy. On the other hand, Alex's father was visibly exhausted, but giving his best to keep awake to accomplish the etiquette at his own son's pre-wedding banquet.
Damien finally came, as everybody was talking with Alexander, finally discussing the route that the Clan would follow after the union was made. Once Alex saw his bride coming, he got up off his chair
