Charlotte was somewhat surprised.
She thought about the analysis from Nisi that she had just heard, and sensed the direction in which Albrecht was moving in the unknown, pondering.
After a brief thought, she narrowed her eyes and nodded with a smile,
"Then... let’s attend together."
"I’m also very curious about what the Romany Palace, where the Ancestor once lived, looks like."
Before long, night fell and the banquet at the Romany Palace came upon them.
Charlotte changed into an elegant white noble dress, with her golden hair styled into graceful aristocratic curls.
Surrounded by the nobility of the Northern Land, she boarded the carriage and headed to the Romany Palace to attend the banquet.
The Romany Palace was not far from Charlotte’s inn, separated only by a plaza.
When Charlotte arrived at the palace, the emblem of Castel immediately attracted many gazes.
After all, Charlotte was considered a Great Noble herself; even in Falling Star, she was bound to be the center of attention.
Not to mention the titles she bore, like "Wild Saintess accredited by the Great Priest of New Moon" and "the most beautiful and wealthiest young lady Lord of the New Moon Kingdom."
The Romany Palace didn’t look majestic, but it had a significant historical sense to it. It looked more like a castle than a palace.
As Charlotte’s procession stopped in front of the palace, the servants and steward who had already been notified of her arrival approached her warmly.
Their exuberant attitude was more like they were welcoming a Lord of their own country rather than a Great Noble from another land.
And once Charlotte entered the banquet hall, she finally understood why even the barons accompanying her had received an invitation.
Simply put, compared to a typical banquet hosted by the Crown Prince, tonight’s affair was indeed a bit shabby.
This was not about the venue—the preparation for the banquet was excellent, with no faults to be found in the environment, facilities, or the dishes.
The problem... was the attending nobles.
Charlotte was surprised to find that, although it was a banquet hosted by the Crown Prince, there were only a handful of Great Nobles present, and she, a Northern Land Count, was even noteworthy amongst them.
Perhaps they had to send out invitations even to barons just to fill seats!
’Perhaps many nobles of Falling Star have declined the invitation, and declining... inherently suggests their attitude.’
’The Nais Clan may lack key evidence regarding Prince Henry’s lineage, but rumors can indeed spread, and it’s likely that many nobiles don’t speak of it, yet in their hearts, they believe in his stained origin...’
Charlotte thought to herself.
Accompanied by Odosia, she discreetly entered the venue. As for Nisi... although pets were not allowed, it was eventually let in once it demonstrated its ability to speak and its "human-like" intelligence.
There was still some time left; Prince Henry had not yet made his entrance.
Charlotte casually picked up a glass of juice from a waiter’s tray, took a small sip, and wondered if she could discreetly explore the palace when she suddenly felt an uncomfortable gaze upon her.
Charlotte frowned and traced the source of the gaze, only to see a noble dressed in a black suit, leaning against a pillar, holding a wine glass full of red wine, and watching her with interest.
Although he tried to conceal it, Charlotte, with her "man’s keenness," sensed the unchecked brazenness and greed in that gaze.
As their eyes met, Charlotte saw the noble’s expression turn from surprise to a smile in an instant.
After finishing his wine, he casually placed the empty glass onto a waiter’s tray, then gracefully approached Charlotte. He performed a polite bow and said warmly,
"Beautiful Miss, you are truly lovely. May I have the pleasure of asking you for a dance?"
Although the person had changed his appearance and aura, Charlotte recognized him through the obscure connection in the spirit world.
This man hitting on her... was none other than the third Dark Apostle, Albrecht, who had somehow ended up loafing around in Luon!