By the time Jolthar returned to the main hall, the atmosphere had shifted.
Dayamati was standing, her attendants already moving to prepare for departure.
The gathering, it seemed, was concluding.
Dayamati's eyes found Jolthar as he entered.
"Ah, Baron Kaezhlar. You return just in time for farewells."
Her words were slightly slurred from wine, but her bearing remained regal.
"This has been a most entertaining evening. Educational, even."
"I'm glad it met your expectations, Your Majesty," Jolthar replied with a respectful bow.
"More than met them," Dayamati said with a smile that held multiple meanings.
"In fact, I find myself wanting to continue our acquaintance. Come to my residence tomorrow evening for tea. We can have a more... intimate conversation without quite so many observers."
It was phrased as an invitation, but everyone in the room understood it was a command.
"I would be honored, Your Majesty," Jolthar said.
"Excellent."
