And when she was at the councilwoman's banquet.
While being surrounded by a bunch of noblemen trying to curry favor and flatter her, she wondered if the councilwoman's newly adopted son might also be a weakling!
Holding a wine glass, she inadvertently caught a glimpse of a figure under the dazzling and mysterious lights that she would never forget for the rest of her life.
Her heart raced wildly, and her pupils dilated.
Through the endless crowd, she gazed at him, unable to look away.
There is a kind of man, even if you have never met him, don't know his name, his past, or anything about him, but as long as he appears and stands there, his innate powerful aura, his arrogance that sees no one else, his self-importance standing above all, does not diminish in the slightest.
On the contrary, it becomes even more intense, more striking to the soul.
Causing indescribable shock, inexplicable fear, and an inexplicable sense of submission from the heart.
