The following day RedRun city was fully decorated and ready to celebrate their young lord’s birthday.

Merchants and businessmen from all parts of the world had come there today to make money, but not only from doing business with lord Geld . They also hoped that one of their beauty products would catch the eye of the noblewomen who had arrived there as marriage candidates.

“I am telling you, YOU WILL NOT CUT YOUR HAIR“

“But mother “

She gave Rhaegar one more ‘look’ and he knew he had to shut up.

Today was his birthday but also one of the worst days of his life.

As per usual, noblewomen following noble traditions would come visit with their parents or guardians. He had been escaping marriage since he was 10 but now he had to surrender to this cruelty, his father had left him no choice.

What made things even worse however, was his mother who had been trying to fix his hair for the last 3 hours .

He touched his wet hair in disgust and complained.

“Mother, my head is wet.. I look as if a cow licked my hair . Stop putting me through this torture and let me cut them short as per usual “

Few months ago he was convinced by his mother to grow his hair long just like nobles were supposed to keep them.

“It would make you look noble and refined” she said , but he was now regretting it like crazy .

“There...andddd Im finished , look... just like a prince “

He checked himself out in the mirror and he had to agree, he did look handsome .

As tradition had it he wore battle armour made of gold and obsidian , his father went all out and spared no expense.

His long grey hair almost reached his shoulders and by using ice magic his mother had managed to force them to curl a little bit . His sword was equipped and his cape prepared .

“NO WAY, IM NOT WEARING A DAMNED CAPE “

“Okay okay, by Set your fashion sense is awful”

“MOTHER “

Even though she was being awful to him Rhaegar knew that she was just worried. Him going on a journey with no knights, his mother probably thought she might not see him again . A mother’s heart suffered the most, be it a noble mother commoner or slave . A mother is a mother !

“Thanks for your care mother, you have made me look very handsome. I am still worried however, I doubt I will find a woman half as pretty as you “

Her beautiful smile returned to her beautiful face and without uttering a single word she kicked his leg and left the room. She did not want to be seen crying !

In the castle’s great hall the party had already begun, fancy dressed people were drinking wine on fancy glasses and tables were separated to show their status.

Lower nobles were sitting behind the higher classed nobles, it would be offensive to all parties if seats weren’t classified like this. Nobles really cared about these kind of things .

As customs had it, butler James stood at the door announcing guests .

“From the noble house or Bachuus , baron Harald B Cesana and his daughter the beautiful miss Hana “

A short and fat man holding a gigantic jar of wine entered followed by an elegant curly and blonde hair 16 year old woman .

Everyone who saw them would agree that there’s no way she was his daughter, baron Harald was too damn ugly .

“From the noble house of Terra , countess Tiana T Lenida and her precious daughter Anabel “

Two beautiful green haired women entered, you could hardly tell who was the mother and who was the daughter.

The only difference would be that Anabel looked more cheery , and as for why she came with her mother and not her father, well... that would be her status .

Her father was a count with a much higher status than lord Geld, there was no way for him to ‘lower’ himself and pay respects to a ‘mere viscount ‘ .

“The rumours must be true old friend, young Rhaegar must truly be splendid for even count Rudd to want to marry off his daughter to him”

The one telling this to lord Geld was his childhood enemy and rival , Lord Samael H Shiva from the Horus household .

Since they joined the alliance they were now forced to publicly endure each other’s presence .

“Haha, you flatter me old friend. My son is as common as they come “

Geld gave a fake response and continued to ignore him before he lost his cool and attacked the bastard right there.

“From the noble house of Aphrodite , the renounced mistress, the one who got awarded the title ‘ the most beautiful woman alive ‘ by the royal leader himself , the woman said that no man could posses , the gorgeous duchess Luna A Monette and her daughter Selena”

At the mention of her name everyone’s attention was at the entrance and every woman in the room tried covering their husband’s eyes . This lady could steal them!

“My my, being here might not be so bad after all “

A pink haired lady with a very exposed and alluring body entered the hall, dressed all in rosy gold followed by her daughter who was an exact copy of her.

The only difference was that her breasts were a bit smaller and she was huffing and puffing, after all even this bastard butler only complimented her mother ,not her. This was supposed to be her day !

Clara and Geld were mad at James just as much as James was mad at himself, but the old butler was a man too. He could not hold it , this woman was an enchantress.