Time flew by, and as dusk approached, music began to play in the Banquet Hall of the Duke's Mansion.
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The Dimon Family Couldn't Possibly Be This Cute (4k)
The Dimon Family was a great house that had existed since the founding of the kingdom. Moreover, it was one of the rare families that had remained active in the public eye throughout the years.
The family itself had gone through several periods of prosperity and decline, yet it had continued to struggle on and survive.
Before Alvitr became a duke, the highest-ranking member of the Dimon Family had been her father—a count.
After Alvitr became a duke, she naturally inherited her father's position as head of the family.
Finally freed of his heavy burden, the count was like a fish leaping into the sea or a bird soaring into the sky. He took his wife and fled to every corner of the world.
Though the count and his wife sent back an envelope from every place they visited, it was little more than a report that they were safe. They could not even manage to return home for Christmas once a year.
As for the other elders of the Dimon Family... at least they had not run away.
The Dimon Family's current generation was not particularly numerous.
Above Alvitr, there were only two uncles and one aunt.
Those two uncles and aunt each had several children, and as the family continued down the generations, their children each had several children of their own.
The entire family numbered only around thirty people.
Moreover, about half of those thirty were minors or youths who had only just come of age.
For a great family currently at the height of its power, that was indeed a very small number.
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