Chapter 101: Even a party is a tool for politics.
So this is what it feels like, Sigrid thought. Many times she had wondered if the king was not embarrassed when the ideas of others were attributed to him. Apparently, it was not so embarrassing if you did not pay heed to it.
"What type of ball is this?" The queen questioned.
There were three types of balls, debutante balls that introduced noble young women to society and signaled their eligibility for marriage. Charity balls that were organized for various causes and seasonal balls that were held during specific times of the year.
Balls were very formal events, different from banquets, get togethers and parties like the ones Mauve threw with her lunches.
"It is a charity ball, all the funds raised will be used to purchase grain and other supplies for the less fortunate people in the North." Sigrid replied.
The king and queen traded gazes and then they looked at the couple and nodded in approval.
"It sends a good message to the commoners, that we are thinking of them and the nobles will feel good about themselves. Everyone wants to look good, especially now that we have newspapers sharing everything that happens in society." King Raff said and he grimaced. "What are your planned dates for this ball?"
"The day after tomorrow." Sigrid replied. She was doing most of the talking because it was her ball, she had told Roland to leave everything up to her.
The timing seemed rushed and at the Vale only she and Roland understood why. It was because the king would be wiping out the Silberuss family the day after and she could not throw a ball like that shortly after a large number of royal relatives had passed away.