The Northern Duke

Hah! Now she did not even bother trying to hide it! She was insulting them openly. Of course, what did they expect? This was Selena, the bold and arrogant Selena. Even if her engagement was broke off, her nature would not change.

Heihei let out a soft, rumbling purr at Selena's feet, its golden eyes glinting with approval. Selena reached down to stroke the cat's sleek fur, her actions deliberately slow and unbothered.

The other women shuffled nervously, whispering among themselves. It was clear that their subtle tactics were failing miserably. Selena wasn't just deflecting their insults, she was turning them around with a precision that left them scrambling for words.

Every jab they attempted only seemed to make her shine brighter, her confidence remained unshaken.

The sharp sound of heavy boots against the polished marble floor echoed through the grand hall, causing a ripple of murmurs to spread among the gathered guests.