She wanted to deal with it but didn't know where to start.
"You're still young. You'll understand once you step into society. Such gatherings are common in the Capital, and anyone invited by the Presidential Mansion is already at ease in these circles."
The end-of-month banquet is bound to be a carnival of all sorts of creatures, yet there's no smell of gunpowder.
Those who reach the pinnacle of power are those who can control their desires, or rather, nobody shows their desires on their face.
In these circles, if you need to be a person, you act like one; if you need to be a ghost, you act like one.
None are specifically people or ghosts; this is all thanks to
The temptation brought by power and money.
The pie is only so big, but there are far too many who want it.
Everyone is eager to take a bite.
