Not long after, Gewen and his family, followed by Edgar and his family, and several other high nobility came and sat on tables of honor, around the king's table.
The Athibaud girls were dressed up especially in pretty dresses, accompanying their handsome older brother. Somehow, Emmelyn felt annoyed when she realized the girls often stole glances at the crown prince and giggled.
"They keep looking at you," she whispered to Mars with pursed lips. "They were not this coquettish in the last royal ball. Are they trying to snatch you now that you are no longer cursed?"
"Hm.. wait, what?" Mars who was enjoying the opera singer's performance batted his eyes and turned to Emmelyn who stared at him with a murderous glare. The man glanced at the Athibaud sisters and furrowed his brows. "Are you talking about Ilma and Lorian?"
"Oh, so you know their names." Emmelyn crossed her arms on her chest.
