Pharon stood beside Blaize in front of their mother. She had made them dress in full regalia in expectation of her guests and was now looking them over.
Pharon had long ago hardened himself to his mother saying that he was 'passable' while his brother, Blaize, looked like a Prince Charming. Her doing this now no longer affected him.
"Now," his mother said, "be cordial and respectful to our guests. They are very important people."
Pharon stiffened, "Mother exactly who are they? I've added them to the list of participants and arranged partners for them, but I don't know their backgrounds." The Queen frowned as she tugged at Blaize's jacket.
"They won't get requests if they don't have the backgrounds."
"They are special. I expect them to have the highest number of requests out of any of the other participants." The Queen said. She straightened and patted her hair. "They should be arriving at any moment. Let us go." She led the way from the room.
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