THE NOBLES who received such an invitation were all dressed up in their own style, following the theme that was indicated in the invitation. They were all high-ranking nobles who are well-known across high society and are regarded as some of the best nobles to ever enter society. They radiated such grandeur and grace that many lower-rank nobility looked up to them. In other words, they are what the majority of people perceive to be a professional. One of these nobles comes from a noble house famed for generating creative individuals, with a generation of their house producing singers and novelists alike, as well as controlling the empire's most prominent newspaper. Another nobility is part of the government officials, with positions ranging from chief to executive head coming from this family. They are probably well-known for their intellect and expertise. Finally, this noble house is noted for being discreet about their business; few people are aware of them unless they are part

THE NOBLE children all stared at Alesteria, who was drinking her tea, while the latter was starting to feel uncomfortable from the overbearing gazes directed at her.There is some small chatter going around and a few words but most of them much rather spend their time looking at Alesteria than to interact with each other.The other children who were not staring at Alesteria were whispering to themselves about her, and it was practically the same thing."The princess is so pretty!""I even thought she was a fairy when she came out!""She is so elegant. How amazing!"Alesteria, who heard all of it, can't help but feel a bit sheepish.Of course, she acted like an exquisite lady when she walked out to welcome them, but that's because she's afraid of what the noble women present would say about her if she makes a mistake.In a party such as this, authority and power are everything."They are still not over it

TRISTAN FINALLY got the rest that he deserves after a long night of filing the documents and sending them out to each department, reducing Xerxes' workload by half.He chose to look through the corrected documents and place them in the authorized pile, while the others were placed in the rejected pile, because he had nothing else to do for the rest of the night.He'd done it in just 7 hours, leaving him more fatigued than ever; he could feel his limit finally catching up with him.When Xerxes returns, he dismisses him and allows him to rest in his palace room, which he hasn't visited in more than a week.Tristan has his own house outside the palace but is he willing to travel far when he is so exhausted to even walk?Of course not.Tristan walked to his room, almost dragging himself, and as soon as he reached the door to his room, he breathed in relief and threw himself off the bed, without bothering to change his clothes or

ALESTERIA SMILED to herself as she saw her brothers running off with the painite in hand, going to her room to show it to Xerxes so they can stabilize her mana. Alesteria was aware of what had occurred to her; she was not actually asleep, but instead astral projected her soul out of her body to give them some time to fix the catastrophe she had created within her. This is the only means she knows of preserving her physical body. She knew her body's power was rejecting her soul's mana, and now that the lock for that mana had been shattered, she was suffering the consequences. No one can see her soul in the same way that they saw her body since her soul was simply a speck amid hundreds of others, only hers was brighter and stronger. 'I did help them get to the painite, but I wonder if it will be a long process.' She thought as she wanders around the room. 'Maybe it will, maybe it won't.' The met

BEYOND THE walls of the capital, in an estate where the solitude is their friend and coldness has been their ally, a boy with brown hair stares outside the window with a hollow gaze, a man by his side slowly pouring tea on his cup. If one could tell, the man was a bit anxious. The newspaper reporting on the event in the capital has now been circulated outside and has reached their estate. He has seen the newspaper and is aware of its contents, but he is debating whether he should disclose it to his master or let him discover it for himself. If he does the latter, he may be punished for failing to inform him sooner. There is no other choice but to choose the former. The man let out an anxious sigh before pulling a newspaper from behind him and placing it on the table gently, gaining the boy's attention. "Her highness has become the talk of the empire once again." The man commented, earning a slight glance from the boy.