Chance was in a daze as he holds his drink near his lip but not taking a sip. He was not moving; he was too deep in his thought and he did not even notice the nobles that were passing by his table. The ladies who were present at the celebration went to his table.
"Blessings from the Goddess, Glory to Antares!" three ladies said. The other two looked like adults but one of them was still a teenager.
"Stella Saville greets Your Royal Highness."
"Lorella Saville greets Your Royal Highness."
"Jessa Saville greets Your Royal Highness."
The three of them introduced themselves, taking turns and bowing to the Crown Prince. They all wore their prettiest smiles so that they can make a good impression on the future King.