Asher continued to stand alone as he watched the party. 'When is a face slapping moment going to happen? Or were all those authors just lying? Although it's understandable, nobles only act high and mighty against commoners,' Asher thought with a sigh, as he really wanted to see a face slapping moment.
"I never thought the Tenth Sun himself would come personally for my birthday party."
Asher heard a voice from behind. He turned, his gaze landing on the figure walking towards him, the Princess of the Zarethorne Empire; Vaelra Lux Vanthelmor.
"Would you have preferred another Sun in attendance or a Moon, Princess Vaelra?" Asher replied with an expressionless face.
Vaelra simply smiled as she spoke, "I do not know any Sun or Moon in particular. Besides, neither of them are my age. Unlike you, who is seventeen like me."
Asher simply nodded, as they continued to talk.
"So, what do you think of the party, Asher, if I'm permitted to call you by name?" Vaelra continued with a smile.
