After arriving back home from the Shopping District, Evan felt a mix of excitement and exhaustion. He headed straight to his room, eager to rest before the evening's grand event. His room, a sanctuary filled with books, magical artifacts, and personal treasures, provided a comforting retreat. He lay down on his bed, his mind buzzing with thoughts of the party and the new clothes he had chosen.
After a few hours of restful sleep, Evan woke up feeling refreshed. He stretched and glanced at the clock, realizing it was time to get ready. He carefully changed into his new outfit: a finely tailored, deep purple velvet jacket adorned with silver embroidery, a crisp white silk shirt with delicate lace, black tailored trousers, a flowing silver cape, polished black leather boots, and elegant gloves. The outfit made him feel both regal and confident.
Just as he finished adjusting his cape, he heard a soft knock on his door. A voice called out, "Young master, it's time for the party."
Evan responded, "Okay, I'm here. You can go now." He listened as the footsteps faded away, then took a final look in the mirror. Satisfied with his appearance, he made his way to the mansion's grand hall.
The evening was filled with anticipation as many guests gathered in the hall of the mansion. The hall was magnificently decorated with banners, flowers, and chandeliers that cast a warm, inviting glow.
As Evan entered the hall, all eyes turned towards him. He felt a mixture of pride and nervousness but walked confidently towards the center of the room. His father, Adrian, stood tall and proud, watching his son with a smile.
Adrian, stood on the podium and began the event. "Thank you all for being here today, despite your busy schedules. We are gathered to celebrate a significant moment in the life of my son Evan, as he reaches his seventh year. We introduce to you all.
Adrian gestured for Evan to step forward. Evan took a deep breath and stood next to his father, looking around he could see that there were a lot of guests. He took another deep breath to calm himself down.
"My name is Evan Noir, as introduced by my father. Thank you all for being here for my debut. I am grateful to you all. Though I am still inexperienced, I look forward to your guidance and support. Here's to a bright future for us all."
Evan took another deep breath to calm himself down. After greeting several guests, he decided to step outside for some fresh air. The garden outside the grand hall was beautifully illuminated, providing a serene escape from the bustling party.
As he walked through the garden, he accidentally bumped into a girl around his age. She had long black hair and striking black eyes, and she was dressed in a beautiful emerald green gown that shimmered under the moonlight.
Oh, I'm so sorry!" Evan exclaimed, feeling a bit embarrassed.
The girl smiled warmly. "No harm done. I'm Caera. It's nice to meet you, Evan."
Evan returned her smile, feeling a bit more at ease. "The pleasure is mine, Caera." They continued to chat, sharing stories and laughter. After a while, they decided to head back to the party together.
As they entered the party hall, Evan saw his father talking to a man who looked to be around his father's age. When his father noticed Evan, he smiled, but his expression quickly turned to shock when he saw the girl beside his son. His eyes widened in surprise, and he was about to ask something when Caera suddenly ran towards the man standing next to Evan's father.
"Father!" Caera exclaimed, her voice filled with excitement.
The man turned and smiled warmly at his daughter. "Caera, there you are! I was wondering where you had gone."
Evan's father, still looking a bit surprised, turned to Evan. "Evan, I see you've met Caera. This is Duke Cedric Castro, her father."
Evan nodded, feeling a bit more at ease. "Yes, Father. Caera and I met in the garden."
Duke Cedric Castro smiled at Evan. "It's a pleasure to meet you, Evan. I've heard a lot about you for your father."
Evan returned the smile. "Thank you, Duke Cedric. It's an honor to meet you as well." They continued to talk for a while, discussing various topics from their families to their interests. Caera promised Evan that she would visit again soon so they could have more conversations and perhaps even train together. After a pleasant exchange, Caera and her family bid their farewells and departed for their home.
As the night drew to a close, Evan began to feel the weight of the day's excitement and activities. His eyelids grew heavy, and he stifled a yawn. Noticing this, his father, approached him with a gentle smile.
"Evan, you can go to bed now. It's already late, and you need your rest. Your teacher will be arriving tomorrow afternoon," his father said, placing a reassuring hand on his shoulder.
Evan nodded, grateful for the permission to retire for the night. "Thank you, Father. Goodnight."
"Goodnight, Evan. Sleep well," his father replied.
Evan made his way to his room, feeling a mixture of exhaustion and contentment. His room, a sanctuary filled with books, magical artifacts, and personal treasures, provided a comforting retreat. He changed into his nightclothes and climbed into bed, his mind still buzzing with the events of the evening. As he lay there, he thought about Caera and the promise she had made to visit again. A smile crept onto his face as he drifted off to sleep.