Chapter 50: Something from Mother

It was also so bright, so blinding, the Ísar needed to adjust his vision to see the array of people bowing to him in the ballroom.

There were so many people. More than he'd even anticipated. Even with their heads being low as they bowed to him, Ísar felt the pressure of their attentions.

He never liked being crowded and truthfully, he didn't quite like being at the center of crowds. It was one of the few perks he'd had as a prince, nobody paid attention to him.

The social season ball was different. Most people were too intimidated by his title to crowd him, save for the higher nobles and the few brave lesser nobles. He also had bigger issues on his mind, as well as the company of Xinghua and Sir Erik.

The tea party was easier as well. Sure, the entirety of Ogronevia's nobility had made their presence known but mostly went about their business after greeting him.

This was different. This was almost the size of the monster subjugation army.