Poison

At that point, Aakifahlynn did not even care to pretend it was her first time seeing Alpha Jarrod. Yes, let him wonder about that and also why she did not respond to the news that he was the Emperor. There was not even a fumble in her step on both occasions.

Aakifahlynn gracefully settled in smoothly and glanced around. Excellent, she thought, as she tuned into the lovely music playing off to one side.

The pianist knew what he was doing with those keyboards; the table settings were impeccably classy.

Soon, Demarion stood, giving a speech and thanking everyone for coming out and supporting their noble cause. The grand hall was filled with the chatter of the guests, the clinking of glasses, and the soothing melodies of the pianist. Right after the auction started, servers dressed in royal purple and white busied themselves, serving appetizers and wine.