Delia's pov

"Maintain your composure, gentlemen!" Amidst the clamor, Alen's shout cut through everything, becoming clear.

Soon after, the burning torches pierced the darkness. Alen's face was illuminated by the candlelight, reflecting his resolute gaze.

"What on earth is happening? Damn it..."

"Why would such an incident occur during the prince's engagement ceremony?"

"Oh, that clumsy fool stepped on my gown."

After the momentary chaos subsided, these nobles began to blame the inadequate ...