Hill did not come out to greet the elves.
In a sense, that made his intentions clear. As a lord with elven blood, he welcomed any elf into Aglaia City. But as a visitor from another world, he had no intention of getting involved in this world's internal elven conflicts.
Aglaia City would remain neutral unless someone provoked Hill first.
Only Lynn came to the harbor to welcome them, accompanied by most of the Elven City Guard and plenty of Undead who had come to watch the spectacle.
What Hill needed to consider now was where in the Astral Plane those Gods currently fighting might appear. It had been a long time since the Gods had gone to war, and he could not find enough star fragments elsewhere.
Tempus, in particular, was hunting Bane. The Battle God had always acted with brutal force, leaving devastation wherever he went. If Hill could trace his path, he was bound to find something.
Still, Hill had not entirely ignored what was happening at the harbor as he sat in his study. The elves from Evermeet, in particular, seemed remarkably approachable. Rather than waiting in their cabins for an invitation, as royals usually would, they had taken their places on deck early.
Three elves stood at the bow of the enormous royal warship leading the vast fleet.
A young Moon Elf stood in the center. Though his expression was solemn, his bearing made it clear that he was naturally lively and cheerful.
To his left stood a beautiful middle-aged elf with windblown short blond hair. Her features resembled Lynn's, and her face held a fierce intensity.
To his right stood a tall, black-haired elven woman. She was beautiful too, but looked powerfully built. Unlike Admiral Gal beside her, she wore plate armor, with her