Afternoon.
Inside Davis’s Room.
Evelynn brushed her silky green hair that extended up to her waist. She kept straightening it out until she tied it into a ponytail that rested on her shoulders.
She gazed at the mirror and saw her pure black eyes that were reflecting her own silhouette. She puckered her rosy lips and saw her side profile beside her nape, which was covered by her lush green hair.
She nodded to herself and felt that she had dressed up enough for the banquet.
Suddenly, there was a knock on the door, followed by a voice, "I’m here, Evelynn."This chapter made its debut appearance via N0v3lB1n.
"Wait a moment..." Evelynn tidied herself up and left the chair to open the door.
Opening the door, she found Claire waiting with a smile on her face yet she knew that the smile was absolutely fake.
Even so, she kept her mouth shut and nodded her head.
"Let’s go..." Claire nodded back and said.
The two of them left to the spacious banquet hall where a lot of people gathered to celebrate an event, an event that is literally filled with food and drinks all over the place.
Evelynn and Claire arrived at the location after a walk that couldn’t be considered long. After all, the banquet hall was still within the Royal Castle.
As soon as they arrived outside the banquet hall, they could see the influx of people, entering the banquet hall with wide smiles on their faces.
Evelynn turned to look at the people who wore luxurious clothes, their banter and laughter filled the atmosphere with liveliness.
Yet, when she turned to look at Claire, the smile on her face was nowhere to be seen.
Getting worried, she lifted her hand and held Claire’s fingers while gazing at her with an anxious expression on her face.
Claire turned startled. She turned to look at Evelynn before smiling lightly again. She giggled a little bit when she thought of something.
Evelynn turned a little embarrassed, "What?"
Logan had an awkward smile on his face. He stood up and gestured to his side, "Take a seat beside me, my empress."
Before Logan showed an awkward expression, he had a surprised expression on his face when he saw Claire’s figure at the entrance because he assumed that she wouldn’t attend this banquet.
But right now, he was quite pleased because her presence in this banquet meant that he had her approval to this event, more or less to a degree.
Either that or she came to stir trouble.
He wasn’t worried about the latter because he knew that Claire wasn’t the type to do something like scheming. Her way of doing things was more straightforward, like beating or scolding the crap out of him.
He had not one bit out of doubt that she could totally eliminate everyone in this place, including him, without even breaking a sweat.
It was all because she had ultimately grown powerful than him in the time he had to redo his cultivation.
Right now, there was a difference of a major stage between them and it wasn’t something that could be filled with the likes of quantity.
Claire stared at him while Logan once more gestured to Hendrickson, "Arrange a seat for my daughter-in-law!"
Hendrickson and the others, who had already stood up in the presence of the empress, nodded their heads.
They quickly did the preparations and a seat was readied in the blink of an eye.
Evelynn looked at the two of them and nimbly went to sit on the seat that was promptly prepared for her.
Meanwhile, Claire still stood in front of Logan as if expecting something from him.
Logan turned confused. He had beads of sweat forming on his face. His mind rapidly worked, thinking of why she was looking at him like this right now.
Suddenly, his mind jolted with a certain realization. He recognized that he had owed her something.
He took a deep breath, "I’m sorry for taking things into my hands. I know I shouldn’t have done it without your consent. Please forgive me..." Logan said with a straight face.
His apology echoed throughout the crowd.
An apology from the Emperor? How humble and degrading was it for an emperor to apologize?
The crowd was astonished and shocked, to say the least, but Logan didn’t care about that a single bit as placating Claire was more important than his good for nothing pride.