The audiences became enthralled as to who were the brave guests that secured a seat on one of the prestigious places on the balcony. It was as clear as day that they were beyond importance.
Some might've guests another royalty or a foreign noble who was rich and confident enough to go against the Crown Prince, while the others started to spread rumors on who could've gotten the final call of it.
With Athan and Nathalie went at it, Keith, as a middleman, got caught from the crossfire.
[850,000]
"900,000"
[901,500]
"910,000"
[950,000]
Athan chuckled, even got to silence the uproars and the clamors among the audiences from the spectacle displayed between them.
"What a feisty one," he said. He stood upright in his seat, tugging the lapels of his suit while pointing at the master of ceremony. "You, over there. I'm tired of these charades. I hope you don't mind adding 50,000 gold coins higher than the number 5."
