A reformed Serenno from its dark times as a mere pawn to advance the machinations of the defunct Sith Empire was what Dorin and his Majesty worked for since the day of reclamation. Now that dream was accomplished; rooting any trace of the Darkside within every corner of Serenno. None were excluded from their crusade, even prominent noble houses that stood for thousands of years were pruned without question. Successful they were, but not everything could be as perfect according to plan. That very mission of their created tensions and civil unrest, in fewer words the lives of innocents were harmed whether intentionally or unintentionally. Something that they would have to live with; however, from all this, they could learn, and gain wisdom to know not repeat the same mistakes and what could be improve.
Though with all their accomplishments it was not enough for the Lord Regent, tasked with the movements of Serenno with Lucien nowhere to be found. Something loomed in the air and it felt sinister. Imperial Inquisitors were called upon, investigating every nook and cranny upon Serenno. Fruitless investigations with little to no results. All that was found was common misdemeanors from the Inquisitors, from commoners to the elite. Nothing to warrant anything for Dorin to something drastic.
Still he could not shake off that feeling and it seemed to worsen everyday.
Desperately it made him to raise a private gala, inviting few Serennian nobles. A good way to distract himself and to learn more about his peers in the governing body of Serenno. A short welcoming and speech was given, before all could mingle, drink, and dance. A typical gala for the privilege.