THE rear palace was lively when the night of the banquet came. Royalties coming from the seven houses were invited. These were the influential families who had been great supporters of the empire. They were wealthy merchants and powerful wizards. Ryker represented the House of Vaughn. Although his name always stirred in the Vatre Empire, they could not ignore him since he had the highest magical orb produced. Those were essential for Ankhe City to thrive in comfortable weather. Even at a young age, he had shown everyone what he was capable of. As Ryker entered the rear palace, he immediately scanned every face present there. However, his companions couldn’t hide the excitement in their eyes—Bryce and Ethros, who were positioned behind him. Lucius was on his side, and Damien was on the other. He only kept a few so they wouldn’t attract attention, unlike other aristocrats, who had at least ten chaperones. “Behave yourselves.” Ryker reminded the two. “Apologies, my lord.” Bryce ra
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