Upon entering her VIP room, Livia sat down on a sofa in the living area of her room, where up to six people could be comfortably accommodated in a cozy, old-looking, but very nice room.
Some snacks and drinks were lying around, but she ignored them as she smiled and caught Nicolas' eye.
"What's up with you?" He smiled as he sat across from her and picked up some grapes.
"Shelby and I went to the same Royal Academy. We have a history." Livia said as she remembered her days at the academy, remembering things from more than five years ago.
"Oh? What kind of history? Were you friends by any chance?"
Livia laughed. "Friends? No, we've never been friends. We're more like rivals."
"That's..." He stopped eating while Livia's advisor closed his eyes and shook his head negatively.
Livia hated Shelby!
