Night came, and it was finally time for the ceremony to start. It kicked off with a party, where the nobles talked and drank as much as they wanted for some time.
Finally, the Duke arrived at the hall, and he was announced.
Silva, who had been in a corner ever since they arrived, looked up to see the Duke, his biological father.
The Duke walked in with two children by his side, his son and his daughter, their heads held high as pride oozed from them.
'So I would have been one of the pompous brats if he had kept me?' Silva thought. After that, he didn't pay heed to them and just got some food to eat.
No one else was eating at that point, so the Duke noticed Silva. He turned his head a little to look at Silva, but the darkness of the corner didn't allow him to see his face properly.
The Duke went up and took the highest seat, his children also sat beside him. He took a glass of wine and held it up.
