"This time, His Majesty Belradin has invited many legendary big figures to attend the ceremony. We can enter the Royal Palace as part of our father's family, but considering our father's rank, we probably won't even get a chance to see the Golden Dragon Archduke,"
Andre analyzed with a sigh, ruthlessly deflating his sister's infatuated heart. When the siblings rib each other, their intelligence seems to double.
"You shut up," Hearing her own brother's analysis, Dilia screamed in embarrassment. Even if she couldn't see, couldn't she at least fantasize?
"Lydia, Anderson, my rank is too low, and I apologize for not giving you the chance to see the ruling Archduke," Count DeWitt, drawn over by their quarrelling voices, heard his children's words and his face darkened instantly.
"Father!" Anderson immediately jumped up from the bed upon seeing his stern father.
