The speaker was someone they all recognized.
A tall young man with black hair and softly glowing purple eyes like his father. His suit was made from the same material and his was decorated along the sleeves with golden embroidery.
"Hello… Fred." Noah greeted Frederick Ramsay with a small wave, using the guy's nickname on purpose to annoy him.
"Noah Webb," Frederick said, barely masking his disdain. "I see you managed to find your way in here."
"Of course. I couldn't miss it." Noah's smile widened. "After all, it was a personal invite from the Princess herself."
Frederick bristled, as if searching for the insult inside the neutral words. It was in there, but admitting it would put him on the backfoot. After all, everyone knew how he felt about Princess Ines.
"Hmph. be careful not to indulge too much of the wine. I'm sure you guys don't get enough where you come from."
Ines's voice turned cold. "Enough, Frederick."
