"Lady Ardella Lepsata, under the emperor's order, you are given the duke's noble title and land to govern. If you have anything to say about it, say it now. If anyone has any complaints, then say it as well."
The man dressed in white asked the court, and no one spoke.
Rachael could tell how many people wanted to open their mouths and object to her promotion.
But they all had to hold their head high and pretend they were not jealous of Rachael.
That was the only way to contain their jealousy and not go mad.
This was an order the emperor gave, and no one was suicidal enough to step into this.
Only a single man raised his sword and stood up. His wavy red hair and green eyes caused everyone to look at him in wonder.
He had a non-human aura around him, and even Rachael could tell he was influential and respected, someone everyone liked.
