Caspian watched with a serene expression as noble Merfolks approached the dance floor in couples, with a delightful smile on his face.
"A drink for his Majesty" Just at that moment, a very sweet voice resounded close to Caspian and to his surprise, it was a maid, a very beautiful one at that which greatly amazed him because her dialect was so melodious to the ear that it almost passed for a princess's. Nevertheless, Caspian was quick to regain himself.
"Thank you" Caspian took the drink from the golden tray with a smile, not noticing that the maid was somehow strange and different from others. Precisely then, Caspian felt the Bident that was strapped behind him reverberate bizarrely and he hurried to unstrap it.
The exceptionally beautiful maid just bowed slightly and continued to leave
