Chapter Hundred-Thirteen: Her Fantasies
Zenith took out an invitation card from his pocket, it was with vibrant colors and wrapped with ribbons. It also had the strong scent of expensive perfume.
Finally, he had an excuse not to attend it but not also waste it like he usually did. Someone else would have fun it. He stretched it to Sir Bennett almost leaving.
"This is the Princess's party happening this Saturday. I'd be too busy to attend." He said. "Will you attend?"
Sir Bennett's jaw fell and he wiped his hand clean before taking the card in his palms like it was an egg. "T-Thank you…. I mean, yes, I'd attend."
This was also a visit to the palace and many died without ever being inside the gate, talk less of inside the palace itself. Bennett stared at it in awe.
He could see it was a VVIP card and his body shook in excitement. This must be how it felt to be an important person in society, yet Zenith didn't seem interested.
