The Pale Court.
The heart of a great civilization, the political center of all Hallownest, and the residence of its ruler.
It stood almost entirely apart from the outside world. Not a speck of dust, not a trace of murky gray. Everything was white, so white it gleamed.
From the tireless King's Puppets that forever held their posts to the white ministers who assisted in governance and served the King.
The purest white dominated this place. No bug could behold such grandeur without feeling awe.
Clearly, Lin Jin was an exception.
More precisely, before the Dreamers' council had even officially begun, this newborn god was already exhausted.
As it turned out, keeping a dozen or so childlike Vessels together without letting them cause trouble while waiting for the council to begin was an absolute test of his patience.
Most of the Vessels were simply looking here and touching there out of curiosity, leaving Lin Jin to constantly chase these inquisitive little ones down and bring them back.
Thankfully, they did not yet have Bone Nails. Otherwise, Lin Jin swore they would have taken a curious swing at absolutely everything.
Meanwhile, in a small pavilion elsewhere in the waiting room, Beast Queen Herrah and Hive Queen Vespa were conversing in low voices.
The two queens' guards surrounded the little hall. These guards were wary not only of possible threats from outside, but also of the bugs opposite them.
With their guards maintaining this tense vigil, the two queens continued exchanging what information they knew.
A little farther to the side stood a pair of Moss Knights.
At Unn's request, these two green warriors had been waiting at the palace entrance.
As soon as Lin Jin finally appeared, they reported the latest developments in Greenpath.
Just as Lin Jin had expected, the