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Volume : 1
Chapter : 4 [4]; The Rothmeres.
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"Ohh... who are they...?" He also had some curiosity.
"Do you want to know...?" Edward, leaning toward Aaryan, asked in a low voice.
Just as he said that, many got up from their seats at the mahogany tables, and the smiles on their faces were disgusting, to the point that even Aaryan felt he would vomit if he saw too much.
And then his eyes fell on the two people who were coming down from the grand staircase.
There was a young man in his early twenties, and a woman in a silver-white gown, wearing silk gloves and an elegant smile on her face, while her right hand was interlocked with the man's left.
He studied their faces for a second, then smiled.
Suddenly, Edward also got up from his seat, and Devika beside him looked at him, wondering whether to stand or not.
After all, everyone had stood up as these two people arrived.
He gave a reassuring smile to Devika and held her hand to sit, signaling her not to stand like them.
And he muttered slowly, where only people who were close to him can listen.
"Watch, these dogs, how they wag their tail at their master."
Edward who was sitting beside the him, heard this, an indescribable emotion appeared on his face, as if he was controlling his emotions.
Not giving attention to the words of the Aaryan, he a wine glass, and went to the two person, who came, like others, even Edward was not exception.
While Devika was not surprised by the words of Aaryan, as she knew his personality.
Aaryan, looking at the woman who came, saw she was around 19–20 years old, wearing a silk gown that shimmered like deep water. The pearls encircling her neck and a diamond-encrusted brooch shaped like a falcon were pinned to her chest.
Her long blonde hair was impeccably styled, and her face was like an angel's and radiated elegance as she stepped down from the grand staircase.
And for Aaryan, a blue holographic panel appeared in front of his face:
Name: Catherine von Habsburg
Age: 20 years old
Sex : Female
Identity: Princess of Austria-Hungary (Imperial Bloodline)
Beauty/temperament : 96
Status: Virgin
Relationship: Fiancée of Daniel Rothmere
Favor: 64
And then another virtual holograph opened beside it:
Name: Daniel Rothmere
Age: 23 years old
Sex : Male
Identity: 3rd direct heir of one of Earth's richest families, the Rothmeres.
Handsome/ temperament : 90
Status: Not virgin
Relationship: Fiancé of the direct bloodline of the Austria-Hungary princess, and have many sex relationship with many other women.
Favor: -13
(< -21 is Hate), (–1 to –20 is Disgust), (0 to 10 Neutral), (11 to 30 Good Impresion), (31–50 Friendly), (51–70 Positive Attitude), (71–90 Strong Friends), (91–100 Devoted)
His eyes also fell on Daniel Rothmere, who was looking at him with a hint of contempt.
In return, Aaryan slowly took a sip of red wine and gave a smile to him.
Soon, the people glanced at the exchange between those two, then returned to their seats and waited for the two to be seated first.
However, at this time, a middle-aged woman suddenly looked at Devika and spoke in anger:
"Hey, can't you lowly, blind Indians see that the young master is here? How dare you two not get up and still remain seated, as if you two are not giving face to him?"
As soon as these words came out of the mouth of that middle-aged woman, everyone's gaze turned to Aaryan and Devika.
Even Daniel and Catherine looked at them.
Feeling their gaze, he took another sip of wine and spoke gracefully:
"We were under the impression that respect is given on merit, not demanded by presence."
"Forgive us, Madame. We took nobility to mean more than garments... we thought it meant behaviour."
And behind his words, Devika continued.
"You... How dare... Don't you know your status???"
The middle-aged woman was terrified by the two verbal attacks from the pair. She looked at them in anger.
"Yo... why is the dog barking here...? Can't the steward kick this bitch out of the saloon?"
Aaryan didn't reply or look at the mad woman, but searched for the steward who was responsible for the management.
This... the people present there looked at Aaryan with an unfriendly gaze.
Obviously, the response from Aaryan had triggered the sentiment of those who really were the dogs.
The steward behind them was speechless, not knowing what to do.
However, as the steward was about to take any action, the people who really treated themselves like dogs spoke.
"Steward Anton, how could you allow these two lowly Indians to come here on the Titanic ship? And what's more, this is the first-grade saloon! They are not only destroying the elegance but also creating chaos here."
"Don't you know it will affect the image of the Titanic?"
The person who spoke was none other than the husband of the middle-aged woman who had created the trouble herself.
And her husband, he couldn't bear to watch his wife being treated like this.
This...?? The steward was again speechless. After all, those who could afford the Titanic were definitely not common people, even if they belonged to countries ruled by the Empire.
But at this time, the steward looked at the people present, then at the two most noble persons there, and finally met the gaze of Daniel, who nodded in silence in the back.
The steward, finally removing the thought of being entangled in this, took his steps toward Aaryan and Devika.
"Mr. Yadav, Miss Devika, you two are not respecting the ethics and are causing trouble in the first-class saloon. And I, as the main steward, will revoke the invitation of both of you. Please leave, so as not to disturb the dining."
Steward Anton was not disrespectful to Aaryan or Devika, but his words felt like a stabbing knife to Devika.
"Ohh... are you sure we are the ones who created chaos here, and not someone else?"
Aaryan noticed the panicked Devika beside him and gently patted her hand, while his eyes remained fixed on the steward.
After hearing Aaryan's question, the steward was silent for a second, but he still nodded his head in affirmation.
"Okay...!!!" Aaryan shook his head, and smiling, stood up and walked to steward, he put his hand inside the pocket of his coat and took out a silver five-armed star, about 40mm wide.
It was enameled white, with a laurel and oak wreath around it, and he handed it to the steward who had come near him.
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[End of the Chapter, 4!]