"Then, I shall leave first," the Emperor said, rising from his seat.
Ingrid and the Ásjáns gracefully rose from their chairs, executing a synchronized bow.
"Thank you, Your Imperial Majesty," Ingrid and Hermann expressed their gratitude in unison.
As the Emperor turned to depart, they lifted their heads, a blend of gratitude and formality etched on their faces.
Ingrid released a subtle sigh, her shoulders relaxing as the weight of the formalities lifted. She turned to Hermann, offering a courteous bow. "Lord Hermann, I will be leaving as well," she announced.
Hermann's smile remained warm. "Take care, Princess," he wished her well.
Ingrid reciprocated with a final bow before turning away to exit the dining room.
Sten's eyes widened in surprise behind her. "Sister," he called softly, "Are you not going to talk to me?"