Chapter 333
“What are you all being so fancy for?”
Jake walked in with a grin, both hands full of liquor bottles.
He was still wearing the same outfit from the wedding. That pure white tuxedo looked like it would stain the moment anything touched it—definitely not the kind of outfit you drink in.
Then again, with House Lindburrow’s wealth, ruining a suit or two probably didn’t matter in the slightest... but that wasn’t the issue right now.
“Did you finish greeting all the guests? What about Duke Lindburrow?”
“Yeah, I said a few words to everyone. It’s fine.”
Like hell a “few words” was enough to cover it.
Sure, he wasn’t an emperor or crown prince—or foreign royalty—but dukes and heirs weren’t people the average noble could just walk up to. The wider the status gap and the fewer the ties, the harder it was to meet someone like that. In that sense, a wedding was the perfect excuse for lower nobles to make contact with a duchy. They had a reason to speak face-to-face and offer congratulations.
It’s a happy occasion, so smiles come easily, and a bit of casual conversation follows.
If the groom vanished from the reception like this, all that attention would fall squarely on his father.
“It’s fine, seriously. It’s a good day. Honestly, on a good day like this, I just want to spend time with my friends. Besides, it was our father who pushed for a wedding of this scale, even against our wishes. He should’ve expected this much.”
I doubt this was what the Duke expected... but it was already too late. I’d been in the same class as Jake for the last four years, so I knew better than anyone how stubborn he could be. Actually, everyone here probably felt the same way.