"Beias is a Chosen One, Danist. As his teacher, you can't only care about his studies."
"Yes. Then how about I tell him not to attend the wedding with the young ladies later, and have him stay tonight to read with me instead? We can sit together on the sofa, snuggled up as we discuss the stories in the books. Or we can hold hands and go into the woods to practice Thaumaturgy beneath the moon."
Danist Gustav said it deliberately, and sure enough, she saw her friend puff out her cheeks in annoyance.
The family holding such a grand wedding during the Moon Dance Festival—one that had even caught Prince William's interest—was the Collins Family, the true great nobles of Vesta City.
The banquet Shade and Miss Winslet had attended before the Moon Dance Festival last week had been hosted by Earl Collins, and the Collins Family had also been the most powerful family in the region since the Creekwood Town Era.
Mr. Aug, an elder of the Hermits in 1802, had once said that the sheriff, mayor, chairman of the Lumberjack Association, and bishop of the local church were the town's four pillars. The Collins Family had served as the local mayors for generations. Even in modern times, though the family had gradually faded from public view, Vesta City's current mayor was still a relative of the Collins Family.
The one getting married this time was the Collins Family's second son. And the woman marrying Mr. Little Collins was not a local young lady, but the youngest daughter of Earl Goser, Earl Collins's friend in Wilundell.
That was why, apart from local nobles, many of the bride's relatives from Wilundell City had also come to attend the wedding. According to Miss Winslet, the Earl Goser Family was even