Chapter 228 Bird Of Prey

• Hannah
• The scent of roasted meats and freshly baked bread wafted through the air, mingling with the perfumes and colognes of the attendees. My new crown, though light, felt heavy and unfamiliar around my head as I took my seat.
• My throne overlooked the feast reveling below me. Guests swirled around the dance floor to the string quartet playing on the stage. The table in front of me was laden with roast pig and venison and glistening vegetables, but I didn’t have much of an appetite.