Aster's lip curled while looking at the guests that started appearing one by one. He was still on the balcony of second floor, silently checking on every guest had exited their carriage while commenting on each of them. He couldn't greet them because of the custom for birthday party. He had to stay still here until a servant called him.
'Lady Berzhenia, The Duchess of Silvorè. She was getting fatter each time I saw her.'
'Marques of Viete, Florentino. Hah, he still looks the same, just even shallower than before.'
'Lady Merse, Duchess of Arion...' Lady Merse arrived with her dark green dress. She looked elegant, though not beautiful. She had her half face covered on mask because of the permanent scar Aster inflicted during that staged assassination attempt.
