Silvia let Ast’s mom hug and caress her gently while listening to her words. She felt genuine concern and love in the affectionate woman’s actions. The warmth that gradually filled her chest was completely different from the one she experienced with Asterios. For one, it definitely wasn’t induced by her bloodline.

  She glanced to the side to find him, forced to blink a little bit faster as her vision grew slightly blurry on the edges.

  He smiled at her softly. ~I’m sorry. She’s very emotional. You have no idea how many times she talked about how hard it had to be for you, especially after you learned that your mom passed away giving birth to you. She couldn’t figure out if you blamed yourself for it or not.~

  Silvia answered him with her own, delicate smile through her somewhat tense lips. She then turned back to Ast’s mom and reciprocated the hug, wrapping her arms around the slightly shorter woman.

  “Thank you…” was all she could muster out and silence enveloped them.

  They remained in each other’s embrace for a minute or two while everyone else watched from the side, knowing better than to interrupt their moment. Then, Kindra withdrew herself first, wiping away the faint trails running down her face.

  She smiled sweetly at Silvia and the princess responded with the same. “I apologize… I overstepped my boundaries a little bit… I couldn’t hold that in…”

  Silvia shook her head. “Please, don’t apologize, Lady Kindra. I really appreciate your kind words. I will be honored to call myself your daughter and to call you my mother. Thank you for accepting me.”

  Kindra’s smile grew even more brilliant and she pulled Silvia into one last hug before freeing the princess. Asterios walked closer and used a handkerchief to carefully and lovingly wipe off their faces. Both women glanced at him appreciatively and he left a peck on their cheeks.

  “Alright. Let’s move on. You wanted to know how we are doing, right?” she asked.

  “Shouldn’t we introduce Grea too?” Tina wondered out loud, turning her face to their demon friend.

  “Nah, no need. I’m no one important.” The person in question waved her hand dismissively. “Besides, the two of us already talked about it. I might be someone who doesn’t give a single shit about what others think, but you know, when that someone is your lover’s mother, you would at least want to make sure that they are okay with you dating their son, right?”

  Kindra giggled and smirked at them. “Grea is right. We had a very long and fruitful conversation a few days ago. I would never have anything against someone this devoted and compassionate getting together with Asti.”

  Even though Grea did her best to look away while crossing her arms under her bountiful chest, everyone who was already well-acquainted with her could spot the darker spots surfacing on the demon woman’s cheeks. Tina and Miria smirked at the sight, exchanging glances.

  After the conversation topic finally moved away from the new additions to Ast’s harem, they started discussing the current state of things related to the construction of defensive walls and the expansion of trade. Both things were moving along better than well. The initial technical plans were almost fully done and approved. Imadil and Cynthia assisted the Committee members as much as they could.

  Most if not all of the shops belonging to the Hestizo Household had already been opened and Glimmervale could enjoy the high-quality products from the fields of jewelry, apparel, and shoes. Residents could receive regular discounts while all the travelers had to pay the full price. That was one of the sneaky moves Kindra had pulled to lure more people into moving into the small town, which wouldn’t remain this small for long if even half of her schemes succeeded.

  Tina’s parents joined them while they were in the middle of their conversation and shared their thoughts on the development of Glimmervale too. They had left most of the things to Ast’s mom, but it was more than evident that at least Lady Luna had an active say in a matter or two. The two mature women shared a much deeper bond than just being close friends now, especially after agreeing to merge their families to some extent.

  Chatting for a little bit longer, Asterios and Tina bid farewell to their families alongside all the other girls. They decided to pay a visit to the king next so Silvia opened a portal for them, leading straight to her bedroom. Ast’s mother was already used to it but Viscount Thomas still couldn’t hide his shock and disbelief at watching multiple people casually walk into a summoning gate.

  The princess politely caught one of the servants wandering the hallways in front of her bedchamber and found out where her father was currently staying. She guided everyone to his study, and that included even Grea, who was a tad unsure about her presence. But, everyone assured her that Welrond definitely wouldn’t mind her behavior considering that she was Ast’s mate too. Bryn decided to accompany them further as she had been doing so far.

  Reaching their destination, Silvia called out to her father and let them inside the cozy office chamber. The king stood up from his fancy chair and smiled at them from behind a massive, granite desk.

  “Welcome back, Silvia, Asterios, Tina. And good day to you too, ladies,” he began and everyone curtsied respectfully. “You have impeccable timing. I was going to contact you soon.”

  “Is something the matter, Dad?” Silvia walked closer to him slowly and gracefully.

  Welrond’s lips curled in a blissful smile but he fought to tame it down. Asterios chuckled quietly while shaking his head as the man’s eyes flicked to his face for a fraction of a second. He enjoyed Silvia calling him dad way too much.

  “I’m afraid it is.” He sighed heavily. “Do you remember Eugene?”

  She stopped before reaching his side. “Ah. It’s this time already.”

  The king chuckled wryly. “Yes, it is.”

  “What is it?” Miria tilted her head in confusion.

  “Eugene is the eldest son of one of the most prominent noble families and his birthday is approaching. Twenty-fifth even, which is quite big. He keeps inviting Silvia to the celebration every year, sending at least a dozen letters weeks before the event. No matter how many times she rejects them, he never gives up,” the man explained.

  “I accepted once. Honestly, there was no minute in the entire event that I didn’t feel like running away,” Silvia admitted.

  “And I regret talking you into it every single day.” Welrond stepped closer to her and lightly brushed through her hair as she smiled at him weakly. “It would be a little bad to ignore his twenty-fifth birthday, but I’m not going to put you in an uncomfortable situation ever again.”

  She clearly pondered over something while letting her father dote on her and finally raised her head to meet his gaze.

  “Dad, I think I have an idea. And a suggestion.”

  They stared at each other for a brief moment and a wide grin rose on the king’s lips. He raised his eyes and turned to look at Asterios.

  “Say, young man, have you ever attended a royal banquet?”

  Chapter 3

  The Entrance

  Miria gasped in surprise and started clapping joyfully while Asterios smiled wryly at the king.

  “I think I know where this is heading,” he replied with a light chuckle.

  Welrond smirked at him. “I wouldn’t have to worry too much if it was you who would be by my daughter’s side. Naturally, I will be present as well, but I can’t always be around. Many people will certainly want to speak to me alone or in groups. What do you say?”

  Asterios sighed softly and glanced over his shoulder. Miria’s excitement was at its peak, as he had expected. Selene and Tina had some experience with nobles or people of higher standing in general so they didn’t show any specific reactions besides smiling at him warmly. Grea seemed to be the only one not exactly sold on the idea but it was understandable. She didn’t go out that often.

  “Would my companions be allowed to come or is this offer extended only to me?” he asked after returning his gaze to the front.

  “Naturally, your lovely ladies may join us as well.” Welrond nodded at them courteously. “While I would like to ask you to accompany Silvia at the banquet as her escort, that doesn’t mean you would be forced to follow her every step. I would be glad if you and your girlfriends, or rather mates if I’m not mistaken, enjoyed the evening to the fullest.”

  Pondering over it for a moment, Asterios glanced at Silvia. “What do you think about it?”

  She showed a delicate smile and slowly walked closer to him, taking Ast’s hand into hers. “I would be happy to accompany you.”

  “Shouldn’t it be me who will be accompanying you?” He squeezed her palm as their eyes met. “I will be honored to be the princess’ escort for the evening.”

  “Are you sure? Think about it for a bit longer. Such meetings can be extremely annoying and tiresome. I don’t want to bother you.”

  Sneaking a quick glance at the king, Asterios leaned forward and placed a gentle peck on Silvia’s lips. They shared a short, fluffy kiss and he drew himself back to see a faint blush on her fair cheeks. A trace of the tiny fireworks sparkled over Silvia’s mesmerizing hair.

  “If I’m going to stand by your side one day, I need to get used to such events, don’t I?” He smiled at her. “Besides, it’s my duty as the man you’ve chosen to make sure that you are always comfortable.”

  She nodded lightly. “Thank you. I really appreciate it.”

  Welrond laughed openly and smacked his hands together. “Great! I assume you aren’t in the middle of anything important? The banquet takes place tonight in one of the mansions in the capital.”

  “Tonight? Gods…” Asterios chuckled to himself.

  “Then we need to prepare! We don’t have much time!” Miria bounced around while looking between everyone.

  “Everyone coming? Grea?” He turned to look at the crimson-skinned researcher.

  “Don’t cross me out this easily.” She rolled her eyes and snorted. “I might be a shut-in but I ain’t gonna let you all party while locking me in the basement. It will be tough but I’ll do my best to hold my tongue. Lest I offend some important dude.”

  “Alright. Bryn? What about you? Feel free to decline, of course.” Asterios turned his focus to their angelic friend.

  “I have no plans for the evening, Master, so it would be my pleasure.” The Valkyrie made a polite bow.

  “I think we are all in,” Tina said with a soft smile. “When are we expected to arrive?”

  “The banquet starts in exactly four hours from now,” the king replied after glancing at a nearby clock. “Of course, as the custom dictates, Silvia and I will show up about half an hour to an hour after the party starts, just to let the hosts finish all their preparations. While the girls are free to join early, I would like to ask you to accompany the two of us. Specifically, my daughter.”

  “Now, that will certainly be an entrance.” A sly grin curled Selene’s lips up. “The mysterious youth by the princess’ side will surely be at the center of attention amongst the attendees. All the potential suitors will think twice before making any attempts.”

  “That’s so smart!” Miria beamed at the king, making him chuckle.

  “You don’t have to do it if you don’t want to, though,” Silvia added.

  “I agree with Miria. This should make it easier for you. Hopefully, I won’t make a fool of myself in front of the most important people in the kingdom. I don’t have much experience in this field,” Asterios replied.

  “Don’t worry. Now that we can speak mentally, I can lead you through everything as it unfolds. I’ll brief you about the most crucial parts shortly before the banquet.”

  “We should peace the fuck out back home to pretty ourselves up, then. We aren’t exactly rich on time. Ah. Whoops. Sorry.” Grea smiled apologetically at Welrond.

  “Don’t mind it! We are in private right now!” The king laughed again and waved at her dismissively. “I won’t hold you back any longer, then. Asterios, please meet me here at least half an hour before our assumed time of arrival. And you, Silvia?”

  “I’ll go with Asterios for now, Dad,” the princess answered.

  “But of course.” He grinned. “That’s it for now. Thank you for agreeing. I appreciate it greatly. See you all during the ball.”

  Taking that as the cue for their dismissal, Grea opened her crimson gate and everyone used it to return back to Glimmervale. Ending up in her underground lab, they all looked at each other.

  “Now what?” She put her hands on her hips.

  “Should we use the dresses Selene got us?” Miria asked as her tail danced excitedly behind her back.

  “That’s not a bad idea. Though, Silvia doesn’t have one, right? Would we be able to have it made before the banquet?” Tina wondered out loud. “I mean, it’s not like she has to wear a dress in a matching style. She’s the princess. She technically should stand out more from the other women.”

  The person in question showed a small smile at the blue-haired lady. “I’m certainly not above you as Ast’s woman too and I would love to wear matching dresses with all of you.”

  “That can be arranged, but as I’ve read somewhere, it’s improper for a woman to show up to social gatherings in a dress she’s already worn.” Asterios chuckled. “I think we have enough time to pick something perfect for such an occasion for all of you. We do have an expert with us.”

  “Who?” Miria tilted her head curiously.

  “My mother, of course.” He winked at her.

  Grea sighed. “Expert or not, it’s plain impossible to find anything that wouldn’t look utterly hideous on me.”

  Tina giggled. “If it’s Miss Kindra, I wouldn’t be so sure.”

  “What are we waiting for, then? Let’s go!” Miria bolted out of the underground chamber, causing everyone to chuckle at her eagerness.

  Asterios and the others soon caught up to her and went to find his mom once more. It didn’t take them long as she was still present in the mansion she and Tina’s parents had chosen for their home. After learning about their situation, something awoke in her and she made it her life mission to make the girls shine brighter than the biggest stars in the night sky.

  Kindra was going to take them through their newly opened shops in Glimmervale but she remembered that Umbra could bring them almost anywhere. After consulting it with the Lord of Darkness, who assured them that he wouldn’t lose track of Fievedem’s group while tending to their request, Kindra politely asked him to transfer them to the capital.

  Shortly after getting there, she shoved Asterios aside and dragged all the girls away, saying that he wasn’t needed and would see them at the party. He shrugged and waved at the group of fleeing women, led by his mother to most likely the best shops their family had to offer in the royal city. Asterios certainly didn’t mind a surprise.

  While Kindra and the girls toured the capital, he decided to visit a few stores with appropriate clothing for men too. He asked a few better-dressed gentlemen about the location of shops belonging to the Hestizo Household or their personal choices. Gathering a few answers, he paid a visit to the mentioned establishments.

  At first, he considered buying a pre-made suit since he definitely had no time for a tailor-made one, but then he realized that he could actually make it himself. He was in possession of clothes that shaped themselves to his will. And, with a simple experiment, Asterios confirmed that his spiritual energy could form a detailed suit too.

  He felt a little bit scummy at first as he walked around and browsed various designs and styles just to materialize them on himself after leaving the store. But, he wasn’t exactly stealing anything. Besides, if the managers learned who he was, they wouldn’t accept his money anyway. At least in his family’s stores, of course. He couldn’t decide which design to pick so he just memorized all of them and kept thinking about it while going around the capital.

  In the end, he settled for a simple, black suit, finished with a red thread, and a sleeveless vest of a similar, black shade. Underneath, he wore a dark crimson shirt. Full leather gloves of wine red completed his set. All the buttons on his jacket, vest, and shirt had the carving of a Dragon’s head from a profile, most likely influenced by his aura. He didn’t mind the accent personally. It was a nice touch.

  He didn’t even notice how much time had passed until Silvia reached out to him mentally, asking if they could meet up with her father. She assured him that all the girls had finished their preparations too and had already gone to the banquet’s location. Since Ast’s mom didn’t want to bother Umbra again, who had returned to tailing Fievedem, she chose to join everyone after Silvia’s suggestion. He smiled to himself while imagining the king’s reaction when he would see her in the crowd.

  After moving to an empty alleyway, Asterios opened a gate for Silvia and she carefully walked out of it. He quickly extended his elbow to her and she used it for support while brushing a lock of hair behind her ear with a hardly noticeable blush. Asterios barely recognized the princess with how much she had changed in the span of those few hours.

  Instead of her usual military uniform, Silvia wore a beautiful, full dress that started at her chest, leaving her shoulders bare. The dominant color was amber, just like her eyes, and the dress clung tightly to her torso until it reached her waist. At that point, it expanded around the princess to the very ground with interchangeable layers of orange and red. Her arms were covered by amber sleeves reaching past her elbows.

  Silvia’s hairstyle had changed completely too. Rather than flow down in a straight manner, her mesmerizing scarlet hair was pulled to the back, fully revealing the sides of her face, her ears, and her beautiful neck. Then, it was combed into a lush ponytail, reaching past her waist. Two pretty bangs were left to decorate her cheeks, showing a bit of the orange inner strands.

  “You look dazzling,” Asterios complimented her looks, moving his hands to her waist.

  “Thank you. You look very handsome in this suit too. I like the buttons.” She showed a gentle smile and nodded appreciatively. “I can’t wait for you to see everyone else. Your mother has an incredible fashion sense. I’m really grateful for her help.”