A while ago, back in the Royal Palace.
The celebration was still ongoing.
The nobles, despite being uneasy because of the Vaise's absence, didn't voice out their complaints, as they knew better than that.
First, Velric, the king, had enough power on his own, and now, the Vaise were supporting him.
If anyone here dared to object, they might as well say goodbye to their legacies, as they might be erased from the planet before the war even began.
However, not all of the nobles were scared of the Royals and Vaises.
Two people didn't fear those two families.
First was Duchess Elvarine, her gown sweeping over the marble as she strode to Velric's side, her pale blue eyes narrowing.
The second was Duke Astazin, tall and broad-shouldered, following behind the duchess with a thunder crackling faintly along the edge of his hand.
