CHAPTER 39: PREPARE FOR A BANQUET

NICKOLAS

I walked into the meeting hall, and the elders were already seated anxiously waiting, probably wondering why I had called for them.

I slipped my hands out of my pocket and sat on the chair left vacant for me. My eyes scanned the room and fell on Sam. I looked away instantly.

Magnus cleared his throat. "You sent for us, Nickolas... is something wrong?" He paused and looked around. "What was so urgent that you had to send it to us as soon as possible?" he asked, and the rest of them nodded their heads as they agreed to the decision I made earlier.

I tapped my fingers against the wooden table as my eyes travelled from one of them to the other. "I want you all to prepare a banquet," I paused.

"A banquet? Nikolas, for so many years now, you haven't done a banquet."Ragnor asked.

I let out a mischievous smile and propped my hands on my jaw. "I want to celebrate with my wife and her family... is there anything wrong with that?" I