The next day gently arrived, it was the day of the Royal Party. The Royal Party was scheduled for 10 a.m. in the morning, but at this time, Asher still hadn't made his way to the palace yet.
He was still dressing up after having breakfast. After all, no party that was set for a particular hour ever truly began at that exact time.
Asher stood before a mirror, dressed in a refined combination of blue, ash, and black cloth. If there were a charm stat on his system, it would simply read infinity at this point.
After spraying the perfume he had bought the day before, Asher called out, "Lyra."
Hearing her name, Lyra stepped into the room. "Yes, Young Master?" she replied with gentle respect.
"Is everything and everyone ready yet?" Asher asked as his gaze turned to meet hers.
"Everything is ready. We are just waiting on you, Young Master," Lyra answered calmly.
