<div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Lullu</div><div class="spoiler_body">Lou Lou learns that their invitation is part of the king’s strategy to make Glen Avon less isolationist. Why else would he invite such a strange party? This the belief of the court, at least.</div></div><br/><br/>The elven escort gasped and clasped Taren’s hand as both of them vanished from view. She spoke in whisper, but even then her voice was rich and musical. “There are people here with true sight. Someone might see!” Even then, she pressed her body close to Taren’s, one arm slipping around his shoulders. A few people gave the spot where they had been a curious glance, but none appeared to see them. After a moment’s thought, the escort bent down and pressed her lips against Taren’s in a sultry kiss.