As whispers of Aditya's double engagement spread among the noble attendees, envy, jealousy, and sadness swept through their midst like a tempest. Conversations, laden with veiled emotions, echoed through the halls as nobles grappled with their unspoken desires.
Lady Margaret, her voice tinged with a mix of envy and resignation, confided in a close friend, "Can you believe it? His Majesty now has two goddesses as his fiancées. It seems his blessings know no bounds." She sighed, her gaze drifting towards Aditya and his ethereal companions.
Her friend, Lady Beatrice, nodded in agreement, her expression clouded with a hint of sadness. "Indeed, it is a remarkable feat. To be chosen by Aditya is an honor beyond measure. Yet, it fills my heart with a twinge of jealousy."