Snip!
An ember rose from the darkness, casting a dim, flickering light over the dozen or so figures seated around the dinner table. They were dressed in crisply ironed suits, each bearing a family crest on their chests, waiting quietly in the darkness.
These individuals were sons and nephews from various military meritorious nobility families, the next generation of leaders within their families, who, barring any surprises, would inherit noble titles to become the future nobility.
But at this moment, they had all come to Duke Hawk's estate to attend a dinner party.
"You've arrived quite early...."
Behind the glass, Marvin held a pocket watch in his hand, peered through a corner of the curtain, and saw the scene at the table.
It was only 7 p.m., still a full hour before the dinner party would start at 8 p.m., yet these young nobles had arrived early, dressed formally, with a serious demeanor and without frivolity.
"Let's leave them hanging for a bit."
