On his reminder, Melissa finally realised she had made an oversight. She bit her thumb and contemplated for a while before coming up with a solution.
Eleanor was her friend, and she had already promised her to be present there.
"It's fine, I will just bring him to the theatre. As a noble, he is quite fond of the arts".
Reinhardt considered it and nodded his head. In any case, there were lots of seats available.
"In that case, invite him".
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That evening, the air in Snowpoint City was crisp, carrying the faint scent of pine and early summer.
The Grand Snowpoint Theatre was a marvel of architecture, a towering structure of white marble and glittering glass that dominated the city's cultural district.
The inside of the theatre was already brimming with the excitement of the nobles, commoners, knights and people of all walks of life.
Melissa, dressed in an elegant gown of deep blue that hugged her curves, guided Marquis Boulevard through the bustling lobby.
