Outside Silvester Palace, two individuals emerged from their mana carriages—vehicles where mechanical engines had taken the place of traditional horses, thanks to advances in technology.
Unfazed by their mode of transport, both figures made their way toward the opulent palace.
"Johan, hand it over," Adanyl said nonchalantly, her hands folded behind her back. She cast a sideways glance at her butler, raising an eyebrow and subtly indicating his suit pocket, as if urging him to hand over the secret treasure he was concealing.
"I'm afraid I don't understand what Your Highness is referring to," Johan replied, mimicking Adanyl's raised eyebrow and tapping his suit pocket, as if to emphasize that there was no treasure hidden within.
"Are you playing hard to get? Very well, then—you get a raise," Adanyl said, narrowing her gaze as she turned her head forward, eyes closed. She knew the way to deal with her butler was to dangle something enticing in front of him.
