The announcement from King Clive about the upcoming Festival of Elysia's Awakening, which would be held a week from now, spread very quickly. From the palace to the remote villages, everyone rejoiced.
The people, who had just witnessed the miracle of the offering chalice at the Temple, were now filled with enthusiasm. This festival was not merely a celebration, but a symbol that the dark times had passed, and Elysia had truly risen.
At the palace, the busy atmosphere reached its peak. If in the past few months, the halls were filled with all activities against the blight, and also war, now those rooms were adorned with fresh flower garlands, colorful banners, and glowing lanterns.
The aroma of sweet cakes, and roasted meat, filled the air, very different, from the tensions, that occurred before.
