326. Founding Day Ball (3)

"If you have a moment, would you like to accompany me, Lord Ocean? There are a few matters I wish to discuss with you." Grand Duke Alarice's voice was calm yet laced with a certain weight, his sharp gaze assessing me.

I had just parted my lips to respond when the heavy doors swung open with a resounding echo.

"Make way for the Crown! Announcing Their Majesties, Rulers of Sestia, and Her Royal Highness, the Princess!"

The herald's proclamation cut through the air like a blade, and the atmosphere in the grand hall shifted instantly. A wave of movement rippled through the assembled nobles as they turned in unison, parting like the Red Sea to make way for the three royal figures stepping into view. Even Alarice and I turned to face them, the weight of formality pressing upon us.