Klaus looked at the blonde, middle-aged woman behind him with a neutral expression, analyzing her for a moment. He could feel an aura of arrogance and superiority coming from her, which contrasted sharply with the mood in the air.
The man next to her seemed clearly embarrassed by the woman's attitude, Klaus could sense something familiar in his gaze. He could not immediately identify it, but he felt he had seen those eyes somewhere before.
The woman continued to grumble, now in a louder voice, clearly intending her words to reach others' ears. "I don't understand why everyone is so enthusiastic about this girl. Her elegance and grace are nothing but futility and a waste of time."