His gaze swept across, making many people nervous.
Ronan saw faces, both familiar and strange, as memories churned in his mind, until finally...
His eyes came to rest upon a beautiful woman who stared back at him intently, her lips pressed tightly, her eyes filled with a fervent emotion that she struggled to conceal.
Ronan's eyes flickered slightly as he walked step by step towards the beautiful woman.
When he stood in front of her, he spoke softly: "Mother..."
In an instant, tears flooded the beautiful woman's eyes, and she embraced him, weeping loudly with abandon.
...
Night fell, and the castle's banquet hall was well-lit.
A red cloth adorned the luxurious long table, laden with an array of foods.
Ronan quietly savored each dish before him, closing his eyes after each bite to pause and relish the flavors.
Molli'er sat beside him, heartily indulging in her meal without a hint of nobility.
