The group of newcomers appeared unruly, dressed in fine gear that highlighted their noble status. They were a gang of younger aristocrats, drunk and arrogant, displaying little respect or awareness.
"Hey, beauties," one of them slurred, smirking. "Are you free tonight? Let's have some fun while we still can, before this Kingdom vanishes. What do you say?" His eyes were glazed, unfocused, his companions laughing as they swayed unsteadily.
Princess Delilah's eyes narrowed, her voice cutting through their drunken chatter. "Watch your tone. Do you even realize who you're speaking to?"
A few of them blinked, finally focusing, and recognition slowly dawned on their faces. The color returned to their cheeks as they realized her identity.
"Max, Tim… that's Princess Delilah! Let's get out of here!" one of them whispered urgently, stepping back in panic.
