"Have you been to the auction house before?" Meliora asked Aileen curiously, rubbing Little Zee's fur as he slept soundly.
"We own the auction house," she declared, her eyes set on the stage as people poured in through the entrance, taking their designated seats. Meliora stared at Aileen, her lips parted in surprise.
She hadn't realized that the Ducal household was so rich, but considering their connection to the king, it was definitely possible for them to be that wealthy.
Meliora breathed heavily as she turned her attention to the stage. The place had dimmed except for the mana-powered lights, which still amazed her.
She wondered who in this world had created light. A beautiful girl with long legs, wearing a sleek red dress that shimmered like a fishnet, stepped out. She wore long gloves that covered nearly all her arms, unlike the usual ladies' gloves, which only reached the wrist.
