The nobles in the hall were abuzz with discussion, their gazes toward the young girl filled with curiosity, pity, mockery, and indifference.
Their voices weren't loud, blending into the music in the hall.
However, due to her elven bloodline, Sofia could hear much of the conversation despite their attempts to lower their voices.
Her face showed no emotion, yet her hands were slightly clenched, her nails nearly digging into her flesh.
Inside the hall, Duke Rosen and his eldest son, Lucaz, had already arrived.
Lucaz, looking somewhat dazed, was sitting in a chair with wooden wheels, giggling foolishly as he eyed the food on the table, drool continually dripping from his mouth...
The nobles in the hall were long accustomed to his appearance.
The fool of the Duke's family, Lucaz, was already well-known among the Imperial Nobles.
Of course, with the power of the Rosen family, no one dared to mock at this moment.
"Duke, Miss Sophia is here."
