Abellona did not seem like she would let him go unless she confird her suspicions, and Damon really didn’t want to get involved with her.
’I won’t return her spatial ring... finders keepers dammit...’
That ring and the objects inside were worth millions of zeni, and it was his prize for getting assaulted by her.
’It’s compensation.’
However, the truth of the matter was despite her cold expression she really didn’t care about the ring. He could keep it for all she cared. She simply wanted to confirm he was alive and well.
Maybe cause so minor troubles for him, but that was fair after what he put her through.
Evangeline averted her eyes, feeling irritated before Damon could do anything outrageous. She knew his temper very well.
"Excuse ... I don’t think that’s appropriate..."
That was Evangeline’s response to the princess. Renata softened, standing in front of the princess.
"I also agree, princess. Don’t you think you’re being too tyrannical... my lord wishes to remain anonymous. He’s a man who cares little for fa..."
Damon cleared his throat, seeing them co to his defense.
Actually, he didn’t mind fa if it ca with a large amount of money. But Abellona was not asking because she had an interest in the Ascendant. It was because of what he did.
He gestured to Renata, who ca closer, and then he whispered in her ear, which she nodded at.
"Princess... my lord doesn’t mind taking off his hood. However, perhaps you can bear with him today..."
Abellona glanced at him then chuckled coldly. It had to be him. It had to be that wretch. Who else but him would refuse to give the third princess face?
"I have heard tales of your exploits... I would like to get a personal retelling from the main character himself."
Damon cleared his throat.
"I don’t like digging up past history."
He quickly brushed off the conversation. Abellona’s eyes narrowed. She wore a thin smile on her face, one that he knew to be conniving.
"Ohh really, I insist... tell about how you conquered three death zones."
Evangeline glanced at her, seeing the thin smile. She glanced at Damon, whispering.
"Hey, did you provoke this woman sohow..."
Damon shook his head, replying just loud enough for Abellona to hear.
"This is my first ti eting her..."
Abellona’s expression flickered slightly. Before she could say anything more, Renata bowed slightly.
"Excuse us. My lord is tired and would like to rest..."
With that, Renata turned around. Seeing the opportunity, Damon turned to leave.
"Hold on... there’s no rush. If you are tired, as host... it’s only right I give you a place to rest. Why not join ..."
As soon as she said that, there was a stream of murmurs from the crowd of onlookers.
Evangeline sighed lightly then cursed. If the princess was inviting their group, she would most likely be extending the invitation to Evangeline, who was the highest ranked noble present.
"Thank you, princess. However, I would humbly decline your offer..."
Abellona’s expression didn’t change. Glancing at Damon, her lips hidden by her veil, only her alluring eyes looked at him.
"That is well and fine with . But this invitation was extended to the Ascendant... Damon Grey."
As soon as she said that, there was a small gasp of air from Waton next to her.
"Y... you are inviting the commoner... man... sister... ar... are you sure..."
Her eyes narrowed into a glare causing him to shut up fearfully.
Waton was sure Abellona had never extended such an invitation to anyone before.
At least not a man. She was inviting him to her VIP section of the hall.
No sane man would refuse such an offer, especially from one of the most beautiful won in the empire, with thousands of suitors.
It was basically everyone’s ideal woman.
Damon understood if he refused now, the princess would lose face. He would make political enemies by virtue of breaking the heart of everyone’s princess.
However, if he accepted, he’d still make enemies, because, well... she had a gazillion n who were in love with her.
But more than that, the Ascendant didn’t really have any reason to refuse her.
No sane man... well, except Damon wasn’t sane. If anything, he was an insane man.
"I’ll have to decline that offer..."
Abellona smiled, walking up to him, then she chuckled lightly.
"Your voice gave you away..."
Damon suppressed the urge to gasp until he realized he didn’t really lose his tone of speech. His voice was the sa. No, rather he had been a victim of this type of trick before.
Lilith had once pressured him by acting as if she had uncovered the fact that he was murdering and cannibalizing his fellow students. Her goal was to use the ntal pressure to make him slip up.
Which at the ti he denied. Which co to think of it had been a bit hard to accept, but that wasn’t the point. The point was this wouldn’t work on him.
"Whatever do you an..."
Abellona smiled coldly.
"Are you still putting up pretenses?"
Damon smiled coldly under his hood. His body language seed like soone who was being wrongfully accused.
"Have I offended you in any way, princess? If I have, I hope you can be lenient..."
His politeness made Evangeline look at him as if he was a whole new person. Wasn’t he just getting into a verbal argunt with the prince?
"I have to get him out of here..." Evangeline bit her lips.
Abellona narrowed her eyes. Her hands trembled slightly.
’Could I have... been wrong... this is his exact build and from the information I got, his attribute is the sa...’
She clenched her fist. The only thing she couldn’t get was an image of him.
’It’s annoying to get information on him with House Brightwater cutting everything off...’
Why else would she struggle to get information on a commoner? The only clue she had was his na and his face. Suddenly she was looking at a man with the sa stature, attribute, and his face was hidden. It was too good to be true.
Except this one was a commoner.
’A commoner with a very, very powerful backer who’s going above and beyond.’
Abellona wasn’t about to let this go. Not if it was him. Well, it had to be him. She was sure.
"I see... I understand. It seems I mistook you for soone..."
Damon almost let out a sigh of relief.
Abellona smiled, glancing at him, her smile enough to make the hearts of the n around her stop.
"I’m hosting a private banquet later in the evening for the main characters of the war gas. As one of the chosen of the Aether Academy, I would be honored if you ca."
Her crimson eyes glimred.
"The others from other academies will be attending, including your fellow Ascendants..."
She began to walk away.
"Would it not be a splendid reunion?"
Yes, it would be an explosive keg for talents. Those who would shape the next era.
While the big wings talked in secret, she would be hosting the young champions of the goddess races.
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