The Prince's Banquet

The other type was those down and out nobles. They were the ones who had a powerful ancestry, but this power slowly faded away throughout time. Still, the name of their family remained, and they could at least find a suit for a banquet from their family's wardrobe.

These few nobles in front of Abel might very well belong to this camp of down and out nobles, which why they were put in such an unnoticeable corner.

Abel looked up and down at the few nobles, and the few nobles looked back at him. Abel was wearing the most trendy suit. It looked expensive at first sight. Maybe it was even made by a master. Why was he here?

A young noble elf with a baron badge stood up and greeted Abel. "Let me introduce. I'm Baron Carly; this is Lord Ferdaisy and Lord Bayinsy. We welcome you to sit here and come chat with us!"