Sarah Margot's eyes flickered with a subtle glint of disappointment as they sought out Roman in the midst of the resounding cheers. The triumphant moment was overshadowed by the conspicuous absence of acknowledgment from the patriarch, casting a shadow over her hard-earned triumph. Roman's restrained reaction deepened the puzzle, especially when measured against his spirited applause for Kurt—a seemingly inconspicuous figure whose achievements, while commendable, couldn't hold a candle to Sarah's own.
Unbeknownst to Sarah, Roman's admiration for Kurt sprang from a profound recognition of the commoner's arduous journey. Kurt's ascent, unadorned by the privileges that noble birth bestowed, epitomized resilience and raw talent—a living embodiment of the Lionhart spirit that transcended mere power metrics.
