“Introducing, his majesty, King Fredrich Kristen the first and her royal highness, the royal consort, Princess Alana Willow Ducroft,” the chamberlain announced. The whole crowd kept their head low as they walked past. They looked regal, especially the former Grand Duke who was wearing royal regalia. It looked like he was born to wear it. Beside him, the third princess, despite being royalty, wasn’t as elegant. In fact, everyone thought of the woman most fit to stand beside him as Queen but as she was dead, there wasn’t anything they could do about it. They sat on the throne and the ball resumed. It was the first official ball after Fredrick took the throne. The social order had not yet been officially established so it was a cutthroat season. What was more intriguing was the nobility promotions. Four houses now held the title of Duke: Adamantine, Orland, Kristen and Bellam. With the influence of the four houses, the court was very unstable. “Presenting the emissary from the Empire o

The torrent of emotions that overwhelmed Marvis was something unlike what he had ever experienced before. He couldn't believe it. It felt worse than betrayal like his heart was being torn apart. Amusingly enough, she didn’t lie to him. She also explicitly stated that she wouldn’t be telling him her identity and that she was supposed to be dead. Still, it didn’t mean it didn’t hurt.He had already been betrayed once by someone he trusted for most of his life. A person he treated like his savior, someone he would do anything for. To be betrayed by someone else that had a similar position to him, one could only imagine how he felt. “Marvis. I know you’re out here somewhere. I’m jealous. It must be nice having a skin impervious to cold,” her voice rang out. His ears picked it up even though she was in the garden and he was in the forest a few meters away. “You promised….that you’ll let me explain. Are you the type of man that goes back on his word? I thought you’d at least…….listen,” h

{You seem nervous. Are you sure you want to do this right now?}“No better time than the present. Besides, you have to ascend soon. Let’s do this now.”{Very well}Natalia drew the magic circle according to Madaline’s instructions. The room she was given in the princess’s palace was big enough. It was a complicated magic circle that had various enchantments that she had never seen before in her life. The Fairy Mother was an ancient creature that had existed long before the god of Ducroft ascended so the origin of the magic circle could be guessed.However, drawing with blood proved to be hard, especially since it was her own blood. Draining it wasn’t easy in the first place so it took a long time for her to get enough blood to draw the circle. Once it was done, she sat down in the middle, her legs crossed within the boundaries and her hands crossed on her chest. She took a deep breath and closed her eyes. {Please listen to my instructions properly. Mana is volatile if it’s not being r

“How was it?”“Ugh, I’m still looking for words to describe it that won’t contain improper and barbaric. It was a very….novel experience.”“Well, the culture difference between the two kingdoms is very great. Unless us, they don’t have very strict rules and a strict division between the noble class and the common class, at least in some areas.”“I think it’ll take me a while to adapt to the culture of this place. I even had to go through some impromptu test and quote Stuart Salman.”“There’s someone else who likes that lunatic? There’s no problem then! You’ve found your people, dear sister.”“You’re the lunatic!” she glared fiercely at him. He chuckled, closing the last of the documents he had just finished signing on his desk. “They have something called a salon that they debate arts and literature. The princess seemed very interested in discussing what they watched in the salon. It made me wonder exactly why they didn’t invite the traveling theater to perform in the Salon.”“Perhaps

“Your majesty, your attention is urgently needed in the Grand Hall,” the dwarf said, bowing. The tall lady facing the window slowly turned around. She was perhaps the most beautiful and regal woman the world had ever seen with her ebony skin and her flowing curly white hair. The tears that fell from her eyes made one feel a sense of responsibility as if to protect her. She wiped the tears away slowly, sniffing. “Your majesty…..”“Lead the way, Cedar,” she said in the most hypnotizing voice. The dwarf bowed as she walked past him in her flowing purple gown. A crown of gold and the finest jewels sat on her head. As she walked past other people, they lowered their heads in reference. The door to the Grand Hall was opened by two iron knights and she walked in. The heads of the others seated on the high chairs were also bowed as she made her way to the golden throne in the room. “You may rise,” she said when she was comfortably sat. “Your majesty, if I may, please rescind your order for