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A man in his early fifties entered through the grand entrance. Alongside him walked a bewitching middle aged woman. Behind them was a burly young man, a proud student of the Academy's third year Griffin Class- Dan Silva.

Despite being one of the richest men in the kingdom, his arrival barely grabbed any sort of attention. Riches did not necessarily amount to power after all. Moreover, they were rich in 'useless' golds and silvers, not magic crystals that truly mattered.

Yet, his arrival impacted the mood of one of the attendees of the event. Princess Evelyn heaved a long sigh, composing herself. Her eyes were locked on the couple and their child. Her mind kept chanting one thing, over and over again.

'Please go to your right. Please go to your right. Please go to your right.'