The crowd parted as Aereze left the ritual chamber, leaning heavily on his companion. Qaizel came up beside him, resting a hand on his back and whispering in his ear. The three departed, and the guests were ushered out of the ritual chamber. The show was over, but the night was not.<br/><br/>When they returned, the courtyard was set up for a banquet, with a long low table around which the nobility of Glen Avon lounged. Servants flitted about like bumblebees, ensuring that no plate or glass stayed empty. Aereze was not there, neither were his two companions, but the king had left his throne and was gladly mingling with the guests. His smile was wider, and his steps seemed lighter, now that the ritual had gone well. Glen Avon was safe for another cycle.<br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">OOC</div><div class="spoiler_body">Now is the time for further in-character interactions, or to try and learn more about Glen Avon! Let me know in OOC when you are ready to move on, or I'll wait until it looks like things are wrapping up.</div></div>