"The Mistress of the Magic Tower and the Assistant Master of the Magic Tower have arrived."
Everyone's eyes were fixed at the entrance.
Seeing the pair entering the ballroom, everyone held their breaths.
Even though they weren't a couple, they looked compatible.
While Ovior was wearing gray-colored clothes with silver designs, Veronica was wearing an off-white gown with a golden design.
Their appearance dazzled the eyes of the guests. The ballroom instantly brightened up.
"Am I seeing things? This is Ovior, the Assistant Master of the magic Tower. The one beside him is the rumored Mistress of the Magic Tower!"
"The rumor didn't justify her beauty. She is more beautiful than people said."
"And for the Assistant Master to come to the party, I must be dreaming."
"Isn't it because he is escorting the Mistress of the Magic Tower?"
