Chapter 103: Banquet [3]

"Lady Amelia, I'd like to introduce you to my Son, Wesley."

"Always as beautiful as ever, Lady Amelia."

"Lady Amelia, if you would spare us a little bit of your time—"

As soon as her parents separated from her, several military officers would approach, bringing their children along to introduce themselves.

And each time she would decline their offer as kind as she could.

She was sick of it.

All she wanted to do was walk towards her only friend at the party, Belle. But she would always be halted by the officers.

She couldn't be rude to them as much as she wanted to.

As the daughter of Desmond Constantine, the Grand Marshal, she had to exhibit proper decorum.

"Thank you for your kind offer. But I'd have to ask my Father first."

Those were the magic words she'd often use for the officers to back down.

She knew what they were up to. To climb the ranks of the Imperial Army in a cheap way, getting on her good side.