Raiden positioned himself on the central landing of the bifurcated staircase, Ash resting on his shoulder. From there, he could see King Hannes and Alora making their way down the left branch.
Raiden was dressed in a black suit with white inner sleeves, the black cravat at his throat pressed snugly against his neck. His dark hair, gently brushed back, gave him a sharp, formal appearance that contrasted with his usual look.
The nervousness that had plagued him during the day paled in comparison to what he felt now, and he couldn't help but fidget with his fingers while staring down at the royals and nobles who gazed up at him from the hall below.
Seeking to distract himself, he glanced left again, and this second look at Alora made him question her identity.
