Grand Lust Sovereign-Chapter 65: The King’s Banquet

An hour later.

Lichtenstein Castle’s dining hall.

Sunlight streamed through stained glass windows of crimson, blue, and emerald, coloring the dark stone floor. A long black table gleamed in the center, surrounded by purple velvet chairs, while silver vines curled around the hall’s towering stone pillars.

Seated on these chairs were two figures, having breakfast, while standing right behind them were four maids, on duty to serve their needs.

A rich aroma of freshly baked bread, sizzling sausages, and brewed coffee, mingled with the scent of buttered eggs permeated in the hall, making anyone passing by to salivate.

Seated at the table, a blind nun in a traditional habit with a red blindfold sat quietly, while beside her, a young boy with brownish-orange hair and soft features nibbled on a piece of sausage.

The sound of footsteps echoed through the grand hall, drawing everyone’s attention.

The mistress of the house, Duchess Eleanor, entered gracefully in high heels, accompanied by her son, Julien, the heir to the Lichtenstein Family.

The tall blonde lady wore a floor-length black velvet gown with long, flared sleeves that cascaded elegantly at her wrists. A cloak draped over her shoulders, adding width and concealing her back, while a hint of skin near her collarbone remained conservatively visible.

On the other hand, Julien was in a crisp white shirt and midnight blue suit. His glossy black shoes had a thick heel to it, giving him a few inches of extra height, and his hands were covered in dark charcoal-colored gloves with the house’s emblem embroidered on it.

The emblem featured a abyssal-black phoenix with silver-edged wings, encircled by dark crimson flames. Its amber eyes gleamed with intensity, while blood-red roses bloomed around it, their petals darkening to black. Silver thorny vines twisted elegantly through the design, embodying both power and grace.

Eleanor held similar gloves in her hands. She wasn’t wearing them for now as breakfast was due.

The two’s clothing was really elegant and graceful, but their hair was a mess. Both seemed like they had just gotten out of bed with the way their hair was.

At least, that’s what Jackie thought.

Amelia had no opinion on the way her Master or Master’s mother were dressed. She couldn’t see them after all.

Julien and his mother took a seat opposite to the two.

Jackie and Amelia greeted them and the two greeted them back.

The maids got into action and served them breakfast, then got behind them and began styling their hair.

Eleanor looked at Julien and his two companions and asked, "So, what’s the future of your team? Are you going to continue and clear the Tower together or disband after a while?"

Julien looked at the two and wondered what their answers would be.

Jackie placed a palm on his chest and said with a slight bow, "Madam, Master saved my life and I’ve pledged to be his sword until my last breath. It’s up to Master to decide whether he wishes to use me or not."

Amelia joined Jackie by joining her hands and saying, "God has graced me with Master’s revered presence. I was saved by him and have also pledged to follow him wherever he goes."

Julien’s face flushed with embarrassment. The way the two spoke was so chuuni! Couldn’t they just speak normally!?

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Unlike him, Eleanor was pretty calm and had no change in her expression. She didn’t move her head to nod as her hair was being done by the maids, but said,

"I see. So you’ve decided to become my Julien’s subordinates and follow him."

"That is the case, yes, Duchess." Jackie nodded.

"I understand." Eleanor had a small smile flash on her face. "I hope you take good care of him."

Jackie and Amelia pledged that they will, until their last breath, in a really formal speech that made Julien further embarrassed.

Eleanor then said, "We are leaving for a banquet at the King’s place. Additional members aren’t allowed, but servants aren’t a problem. If you two wish to come, you would need to dress up accordingly."

Amelia turned to Eleanor and asked, "Will I have to dress as a maid, Duchess?"

"Hm…" Eleanor had a thoughtful look on her face. "You certainly cannot wander around dressed up as a nun. Our house has a few temples around, so you could maybe dress up as a priestess and join us if you want to."

"Priestess…" Amelia said the word in a soft whisper and went silent.

None but Eleanor heard the word. She thought maybe the nun was giving it a thought?

"If you don’t wish to, that’s fine as well. But you would have to stay back and won’t be able to join us." Eleanor gave her a way out, in case she didn’t want to.

Amelia turned her head up to face Eleanor, then shook her head.

"It’s okay, I’ll change. Maybe this is the lord’s wish all along."

She heaved a tired sigh, and continued, "May I ask, what type of temple it is, Duchess?"

"Different constellations are worshiped in those temples by our family maids. I’ll have another one made for you. That way, you’ll officially be a part of the family and have a proper identity. Don’t worry, it’s common for noble houses to have such religious figures." Eleanor said and had a bite of warm toasted bread with butter.

"My sincere gratitude to the Duchess’s grace." Amelia said with her hands joined.

Eleanor gave her a curt nod. "Right, you don’t have to call me Duchess. Just say Lady Eleanor or plain M’lady."

Eleanor then turned to Jackie. "Same goes for you."

Jackie bowed and said respectfully, "Yes, M’lady."

Julien wondered whether he would need to call his mother similarly when in public or not while munching on some tomato-ey beans.

"Do you want to take them along to the King’s place, my dear?" Eleanor’s tone switched from an authoritative to motherly instantly as she conversed with Julien.

"Sure." Julien said without much thinking.

Eleanor nodded in understanding and instructed her maid Sophie to prepare a carriage for them.

After some short talk in the dining hall, Julien boarded the carriage and left for the King’s Place in the capital.