"Afterparty?"
Quinlan mused out loud while being dragged across the halls of the Valorian Palace. His hand was very tightly gripped by a certain young lady.
The festivities had officially ended, and the nobles were currently leaving the palace, slowly trickling out its ornate doors and entering their obscenely luxurious chariots.
However, when Quinlan tried to do the same, a maid informed him that his presence was requested. It turns out the one behind said request was none other than Felicity.
"Yes! You got really angry and had to teach a lesson to those arrogant nobodies, then all the other things happened, and we couldn't even chat! That was the whole point of you coming here!"
"Was it?" Quinlan chuckled amusedly. "I wasn't informed."
"If it were me who acted half as entitled as this annoying brat does, you'd call me a damned brat! At least a hundred times a day at that!! What gives?!" Feng cried, visibly offended.
