Chapter 62: The Neglected Princess

"I feel so embarrassed."

In the resplendent banquet hall, Glaya lowered her head in shame, feeling the strange stares coming frequently from around.

But the figure beside her, wearing a sharp-beaked crow mask, Lynn, seemed to think otherwise.

He held a drink in his hand, slipping the straw through the eye portion of the crow mask, sipping it with a slurping noise.

"Anyway, I'm wearing a mask, so the shame will fall on the Augusta family, not on me."

He said cheerfully.

Meanwhile, his gaze swept around subtly.

The banquet had already begun.

People moved back and forth inside the hall; at the center stage, musicians played delightful dance tunes.

A long dining table beside showcased exquisite floral-patterned tablecloths, expensive silver candelabras, and offered steaks, desserts, fruits, and various cold dishes for everyone to pick from.

The number of guests present, excluding the servants, had probably exceeded two hundred.

The scene was undeniably grand.