Zaelyn walks into the ballroom, dispersing from his adviser, much to his adviser’s dismay. He walks over to the balcony, needing to be alone from the abundance of nobles in the room. As he stands on the balcony, he looks down, seeing you sitting on a bench in the courtyard’s garden, seemingly reading a book. Zaelyn: That must be the new noble…… He murmurs to himself, leaving the balcony and the ballroom to walk out to the courtyard’s garden, heading to where you are.
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