get together

Five consecutive days of cultural classes had left his brain in a muddled state.

He suddenly missed the times when he was still at war. He'd rather fight on the battlefield than sit in a classroom and read textbooks that he couldn't understand.

Fortunately, everything slowed down on Saturday and the weekend, giving him time to adapt to the new environment.

Since the establishment of Princeton Royal Academy, students were given two days off a week and five days off at the end of each month.

Although it wasn't his turn yet, it was a Saturday and he could finally have a good rest.

He sat in the carriage with Angelina, who was dressed in a formal dress. The two of them were going to a party today.

"Go to Justine Street to pick up Daenie!" Angelina pointed out an address to the driver.

Locke dozed off on the cushion in the carriage. After a busy week, he could finally take a break. If it wasn't for Joaquin's provocation, he would've hugged Suzanne to sleep for the whole day.

There was no better way to rest than sleeping.

The carriage moved forward slowly. Princeton's streets were flat and paved with gravel. Not only was it practical, but it was also very pleasing to the eye.

A ray of sunlight shone through the curtain and shone on his face. Locke turned over comfortably.

"Daenie will come in later. Sit properly and don't scare her." Angelina stroked his grey hair.

"Okay." Locke adjusted his position so that half of his body was on Angelina's lap and one of his arms was around her slender waist.

Angelina didn't care about Locke's little movements. Instead, she tightened her grip on his arm. She'd always liked this kind of heartwarming scene.

After a while, the guard's voice came from outside the carriage. "Miss, we're here!"

Ever since she started school, Angelina had ordered the guards to call her 'Miss'. She only addressed her as' Princess' when they met in private. Even now, except for a few of her close friends, the rest of her classmates didn't know that she was a princess of a small country.

Angelina immediately straightened up and tidied up his wrinkled clothes. Locke also straightened up and sat on the side of the carriage.

When she was almost done, Angelina patted her skirt and got out of the carriage to fetch Daenie.

Most of the people living on Justin Avenue were rich merchants and minor nobles. At a glance, almost all of the pedestrians walking on the road were sparkling with jewels and jewels. They were either rich or noble.

Daenie's house was at the beginning of the avenue. Daenie, in a pale blue dress and yellow hair clip, stood in front of a luxurious house.

"Hey! Daenie! "Angelina waved her hand.

"Angelina!" When Daenie saw Angelina, she lifted her skirt and trotted over. Behind her was an old man who looked like a butler. He carried their luggage and followed behind.

"Tsk tsk, looks like Daenie's family is quite rich." Locke smacked his lips. Daenie's mansion was as luxurious as the one they lived in. The only difference was that it wasn't as big as theirs.

"She has an uncle who's a count!" As Daenie's best friend, Angelina obviously knew more about it.

A count in Aomar was already considered a high-ranking official in the empire. As a princess, Angelina had only received the title of an honorary count when she came to Aomar. The title was not very powerful and its actual power was probably equivalent to that of a viscount. It was a far cry from Daenie's uncle.

Those who knew Daenie well knew that she was a soft-tempered person who took her time in everything she did. Seeing Angelina trotting over so excitedly, it could only be said that they were very close.

"Come, Daenie, get into my carriage." Angelina pulled Daenie's hand and walked towards the carriage.

"Okay." Daenie greeted Locke who was standing on the other side. "Hello, Locke!"

"Hello!" Locke nodded and got into the carriage without saying anything else.

The carriage was ten square metres wide, which was more than enough for three people.

After getting into the carriage, Daenie opened the curtain and said to the old man who followed her, "Grandpa Bieber, please give me my things and go home first. Tell Father and Mother that I won't be coming back tonight."

"Miss, I can't. Master and Madam asked me to follow you," said the old man with a bitter expression.

"Oh, you're already so old. It's so tiring to follow me. Go back and tell them that it's my order," said Daenie with a straight face.

"Then … Alright." Seeing this, the old man had no choice but to pass the parcel to the guard who was driving the carriage.

The old man had seen Angelina and her carriage many times when he drove Daenie to and from school. He knew that she was Daenie's classmate, so he wasn't worried that Daenie would be abducted by them.

One of the compulsory subjects for students in Princeton was socializing. Daenie had been weak since she was young and had very few friends. Her parents knew that they were going to a friend's gathering, so they agreed wholeheartedly.

"Then you can go back!" Daenie waved at the old man.

The coachman called out and the carriage slowly moved away.

"Miss, you have to be careful too," said the old man worriedly as he watched the carriage leave.

Their destination was the west district of Princeton. Compared to the south district where they currently lived, the residents of the west district were of a higher status.

Money alone wasn't enough to live in the west district; one had to have a certain social status as well.

The gathering was organized by Joaquin. Her father was a noble who was in charge of the security of a certain area in Princeton. He had great power and was even a count.

Outside the carriage, the bustling scene on the road didn't attract much of Locke's attention. He'd seen too much of it in the days he'd been in Princeton.

"This place is even more prosperous than last year. The last time I passed by Uncle's house, there wasn't that gouache shop here," said Daenie as she pointed at a well-built shop by the roadside.

On the way to Joaquin's house, only Angelina and Daenie's conversation could be heard. Locke was like an outsider who couldn't even get a word in.

He didn't believe that Daenie was an introvert at first, but after sitting with her for the whole morning, he realised that she hadn't said a word to him apart from greeting him before getting into the carriage.

Was she really that shy? Locke was speechless.

Fortunately, Angelina took care of him and flirted with him from time to time. Daenie, on the other hand, blushed. She'd never been in a relationship before, so it was the first time she'd seen a couple flirting in front of her.

Finally, they arrived at their destination before noon and all three of them heaved a sigh of relief.

"Angelina, Daenie, we've been waiting for you two!" Joaquin's voice sounded. It seemed that the host had a good relationship with Angelina and Daenie since she was actually waiting for them outside.

However, Locke was a little unhappy. He got off the carriage at the same time as the two girls, but Joaquin only greeted Angelina and Daenie. She didn't even look at him for long.

Locke couldn't be bothered to get the cold shoulder from others since they didn't give him a good look. He just followed behind Angelina without saying a word, giving off the impression that he was a guard.

"Britney, Jenny and the others are already inside. There are also a few outstanding men. I'll introduce them to you later!" Joaquin walked in front and led them into a mansion that looked more like a manor than a house.

A manor built in the city? Locke could only sigh that the rich really knew how to have fun.

Because they'd been in the carriage for the whole morning, the guests didn't have the appetite for a proper meal. Joaquin's servants continuously served all sorts of fruits and drinks to the guests.

There was an open-air garden in the manor with a row of long tables arranged in the middle.

Dozens of young men and women were either standing or sitting around the garden. The men were gentlemen while the women were elegant. They were probably invited by Joaquin to attend the party. Most of them were women as Joaquin had a wide network of contacts.

"Ladies and gentlemen, we're all here. Enjoy yourselves today and make friends with each other ~" Joaquin stood in the middle of the garden and seemed to have used some kind of magic. Every syllable was accurately transmitted to the ears of everyone present.

"Alright!"

"Don't worry, Joaquin."

"Joaquin, aren't you going to perform for us?"

"Yeah, I love your hot dance!"

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Everyone present gave Joaquin face and as soon as she finished speaking, everyone started to flatter her.

This kind of party was common among nobles and was usually held in rotation. It just so happened that it was Joaquin's turn this time. She could also introduce her new classmates to her friends.