Chapter 369: [Elizabeth's Engagement Party] [4] Arrival of the Great Houses

Chapter 369: [Elizabeth's Engagement Party] [4] Arrival of the Great Houses



The hall where the engagement party would be held was slowly filling up. Even though the event was scheduled to begin in half an hour, guests were already arriving in large numbers. This early attendance was a sign of respect, especially when the party involved a Great House. Being invited by the Tepes House was a significant honor, and any noble would want to make a good impression. Many hoped that by arriving early, they would have the opportunity to speak with the prominent figures of the Tepes House, attempting to forge connections. Nobles made sure to bring along their sons and daughters of appropriate age, hoping to secure favorable engagements or other opportunities. Although the chances of arranging a match with one of the princes or princesses of the Great Houses were slim, they still harbored hopes for other connections.

As the hall buzzed with anticipation, everyone's attention shifted to the entrance as the first members of a great house made their entrance.

"Looks like we arrived early, Uncle," Roda Moonfang remarked, her voice tinged with annoyance.

Roda, wearing a beautiful grey dress that elegantly covered her body, captivated all the boys of her age present. Her long dark brown hair and golden eyes seemed almost otherworldly in the dimly lit hall. Her current upset expression, however, was seen as cute from their perspective.

"Tch. She ain't here yet," Rodolf Moonfang, the target of Roda's glare, muttered, his gaze wandering around the hall.

He was searching for a particular royal elf beauty, but she wasn't there yet.

Understanding what her uncle was looking for, Roda sighed. "Senior Cylien might arrive later. I told you, Uncle. Why the rush?"

"Too many rats are roaming around, that's all," Rodolf scoffed, clearly irritated.

The "rats" Rodolf referred to were mainly the other Elf males, who were clearly aiming for the greatest prizes today: the royal elven princesses. Except for Alvara, who was too intimidating and extreme for their taste. Elves were a conservative race, typically marrying within their own kind and avoiding mingling with other races. This was why Rodolf had no intention of holding back when it came to Cylien. Even if Cylien refused any proposals, her family might think otherwise, and given how Elves respected their family's decisions, he feared she might accept an unfavorable match.

"Restrain yourself today, Rodolf," a calm voice said behind him.

It came from a handsome dark-haired man who bore a resemblance to Rodolf. It was none other than Jefer Moonfang, the youngest head of the family. Jefer knew his brother well, including his affection for Cylien, but he had no intention of helping him. He had low hopes that the Elven Royal family would accept handing over their princess to a werewolf, regardless of the latter's royal status.

"I know," Rodolf replied to his older brother, annoyed.

"Welcome, welcome, you all!" Suddenly, a cheerful voice rang out as a beautiful white- haired woman approached them with a bright smile.Follow the latest novels at novelhall.com

"Professor," Roda greeted with a smile at Priscillia Tepes.

"What about you, young man?" Priscillia turned her gaze toward the grumpy Rodolf. "What?"

"Don't hold this attitude with me, little brat!" Priscillia pulled Rudolf's ear strongly.

As usual, Victor sported a cheerful smile as he took in the elaborate decorations, clearly appreciative of the effort put into the event. His eyes, however, were also searching for someone special-Selene Tepes. With school currently on break, opportunities to see each other had been scarce, making this event the perfect chance to reconnect. Victor had gone to great lengths to look his best, hoping to impress Selene.

"I suppose they aren't here yet either?" Victor murmured, also scanning the room for his friends, Amael and John. Despite maintaining close contact with them, the school break had made it difficult to meet up.

Eagerly, he anticipated the resumption of the academy, looking forward to reuniting with his friends and returning to their usual camaraderie.

"Wow, the professor is truly beautiful," Victor muttered as he noticed Priscillia Tepes speaking with his father. She looked even more resplendent in her formal dress.

"Yo."

"Oh!" Victor jumped when he heard a voice from behind, accompanied by a grip on his shoulder. Turning around, he saw Rodolf.

"Rodolf?" Victor was dumbfounded as he eyed Rodolf up and down. He also seemed to have

put in a lot of effort today.

"Do you know when Cylien is coming? She is coming, right?" Rodolf asked with his usual

intense gaze.

Used to Rodolf's straightforwardness, Victor rolled his eyes. "Still obsessed with Cylien. Anyway, I don't think she has anything that might prevent her from coming today, so yes, she

should be here soon."

"Cool," Rodolf grinned. "By the way, where's Cyril?"

Victor's expression hardened at the mention of Cyril's name. "I don't know... He's busy, I

suppose."

"A shame, couldn't have any interesting interactions with him around," Rodolf said. Cyril was always causing trouble, often targeting Celeste and provoking anger from both her and her brother Evan. He also had a knack for upsetting Selene, which brought about Elizabeth's cold, chilling anger. Over the years, this dynamic had provided quite a spectacle for Rodolf. Recently, however, Cyril had stopped attending the academy and ceremonies. Despite his absence, he remained at the top of the third-year rankings and maintained excellent relations with other nobles.

As Victor bitterly thought about his elder brother, the doors swung open once more, and Victor's face lit up. "Look, your beloved is here."