With those words, he tossed his chalice and watched as the Gala finally began. The nobles were unlucky this time, so the commoners managed to catch the chalice.
Though... a fight did break out.
Anyhow, I didn't concern myself with that as I had more pressing matters to attend to.
Those matters being, dealing with Isabelle who was angrily stomping up the staircase, and then arrived in front of Alicia.
"Y-You idiot! Why'd you spike that one!?"
A bead of sweat ran down Alicia's forehead.
"I wanted to be efficient."
"You were too efficient!"
"Woah, princess. It's the first time I've seen you talk like this."
Melina let out a chuckle.
"Honestly? I like you better this way. You should consider removing that shitty filter of yours more frequently."
A disgusted look appeared on Isabelle's face as she tried her best to compose herself.
