The conversation around the table dragged on, a delicate dance of thinly veiled barbs and hollow niceties. It was a performance in hypocrisy, vanity dressed as courtesy, and Ludwig couldn't help but marvel at how universal this behavior seemed, whether here in Lufondal or back on Earth. Nobles had a way of speaking volumes while saying absolutely nothing of substance.
Ludwig had done his part, engaging enough to hold their interest while keeping his disdain for the game well hidden behind polite smiles and measured words. The experience left a bitter taste in his mouth, but it wasn't new. It was just another day in the world of power and pretense.
Finally, after an eternity, Ludwig and his companions excused themselves. "Unfortunately, we must return to the academy," Ludwig said, his tone as polite as ever.
"Do you know? It is a shame to see you leave, I had hoped you would stay for the day," the host said.
