There was a lively buzz throughout the venue. People gathered in small groups, songs rang out, and dancers took to the floor one after another.
Vivian's incarnation strolled among them, several female Sovereigns following close by. Her tranquil demeanor seemed at odds with the noisy surroundings.
Vivian smiled. "I've known Lincoln for so many years, yet I never thought he was such a flamboyant person. What he said was true: Sovereigns don't know their Emissaries, and Emissaries don't know their Sovereigns."
Shiji, the Death Mid-Sovereign, and the others were thoroughly confused. They had no idea what Vivian meant. Then Vivian continued, "Eldest Sister really is angry. Otherwise, with how much she enjoys a lively gathering, she wouldn't have snubbed us by staying away."
Shiji smiled. "The Chief Sovereign is stubborn. Once she gets fixated on something, nobody can talk her out of it."
Then she sighed. "Who could have imagined that such a new, tiny Material Plane would give rise to someone like Lord Lincoln?"
Zijing smiled too. "I remember Lord Lincoln once said, 'A mountain needn't be tall; with a god upon it, it becomes wondrous.' It suits him perfectly. Still, I didn't expect that not only would Lord Orf, engrossed in his research, stay away, but Lord Uterede would also be so absorbed in his studies for the Ten-Thousand-Year Pact that he had no time for anything else. Lady Vivian became the only one of the lords to represent them."
Vivian smiled. "It's understandable that the two of them didn't come. But it's strange that even Valeria is absent."
Zijing and Shiji exchanged glances, smiling without a word. Valeria's feelings were common knowledge. It was curious that she would shut herself away at such a perfect opportunity. As they walked on, Vivian spotted Lucy beside an ordinary Highgod