Felissa took a cocktail from the waiter and drank it in one gulp. She had finished talking to Rosina, and her mindset changed.
"Hah! Why do I even need a man to marry when I can lead the pack on my own? It's my parent's pack anyway," Felissa muttered and grabbed a bit of the dessert section. She didn't want to eat dinner since she was not hungry after that talk.
After a few minutes, the music stopped, and everyone focused on the center where Rosina and Draco came out in their extravagant tailored clothes but with less jewellery.
Felissa's attention shifted, and she gazed at Rosina lovingly. She was grateful that she helped her gain knowledge for her next move, but she needed a lot of strength to do so. Especially since she was afraid of her own mother.
"Ladies and Gentle, we have gathered here today to celebrate another wonderful Mating Event, the Season of Gratitude," the announcer stated loudly, followed by a greeting orchestra.
“There is no finer investment for any community than putting milk into babies.”