Chapter 187
Chapter 187
In the mansion known as the Mystic Palace, Vivian, the enchantress, gazed at a wine glass as red as blood and inquired,
“Have all the invitations been sent out?”
“Yes, they were all dispatched a week ago,” confirmed the butler.
“Hmm, as expected of a butler. Your work is always so seamless,” Vivian praised.
At her compliment, something near the butler’s waist stirred vigorously—it was a tail.
Indeed, the butler, like Vivian, was a member of the beast-folk.
Suddenly curious, he asked Vivian,
“But why prepare a banquet now? You usually find such affairs rather cumbersome, don’t you?”
“There’s someone I’m curious about,” she revealed.
“Ah, that’s right. You attended the royal council to see that person.”
“I had no interest until I heard the crown prince was raising him.”