In the evening.
Angele was invited to the resplendent palace with a well-decorated meeting hall. He met many ladies from high-rank noble families, and they all looked beautiful in their luxury dresses.
He spent most of his time declining the offers from those noble ladies since the kings that invited him here had left after talking with him for several minutes. Angele also met several princesses and daughters of the dukes and viscounts.
The reason why they approached Angele was obvious, but he had no interest in them. The royal families and high-class noble families sent their daughters to this party, hoping this way to develop a deep relationship with Angele. Tymoral had already warned him about the upcoming awkward situation back on the ship.
He was the center of the party and people were trying to talk to him all the time, so it was impossible for him to leave early without being noticed.
Also, those noble ladies and princesses had high social statuses, so although Angele was a formal wizard, he could not just simply ask them to stay away from him. He had to talk to them one by one with respect. The ladies in the hall were all beautiful and polite, but he got tired after seeing too many of them.
Angele jumped into the carriage sent by the Sage after the party was finally over; he was exhausted.
It was a black carriage with a black horse and the coachman was an old man in a black suit, the whole thing looked like a dark shadow that was slowly advancing on the road.
"I’m Malfoy, master Angele, should we head back to the high tower now?" the coachman asked.
Omicade had kindly asked Angele to live in his high tower during his stay in Arias, because he knew Angele wouldn’t want to be disturbed by other random visitors.
Angele smelled the scent of some flower-based perfume as he sat down in the carriage. Under the dim light from the oil lamp, he saw a cute blonde girl with a clean white dress quietly huddled in the corner of the opposite seat. Her face looked familiar.
"Caitlyn?" Angele did not expect to see her here. It felt quite strange.
The original Angele Rio had fallen off the horse and died for this girl, his body then later being taken over by Ye Song. Angele had had his revenge before leaving the school and thought they would never meet again.
A voice came from outside the carriage.
"Master Angele, Prince Justin asked me to tell you that the girl inside is a gift for you. She was the girl you loved the most, right? Enjoy your time, haha."
It seemed like Malfoy wasn’t just a coachman, otherwise, the Prince wouldn’t have told him so much information and asked him to pass the message.
Angele sat on his seat, looking at Caitlyn; he could see the fear in her eyes. Justin must have thought Angele hadn’t liked the two girls he prepared so he collected some intel and found Caitlyn for him.
Caitlyn’s attractive body was well displayed by her tight dress. Her long legs and smooth, clean skin gave her an elegant look. She had all the characteristics one could find on a charming young lady.
"Master… Angele…" Caitlyn lowered her head while trying to find something to say.
She was captured by Justin’s guards in the school and sent to Angele as a gift. Never had she thought that there would be a day she would have to serve the young man she looked down upon. But she had no other choice, her family background wasn’t strong enough for her to fight against the Prince’s order. If she couldn’t make Angele happy, something unfortunate would probably happen to her family members after.
Angele looked at her for a second, then suddenly grabbed the palm-sized bronze tag on her neck. Several words were engraved on the front of the tag, saying: ‘Angele Rio’.
On the back, there was another sentence: ‘If missing, please contact any noble family in the Andes Alliance’.
It was the tag that was used to label slaves. With the tag on her neck, Caitlyn became Angele’s private property, her rights as a citizen taken away by the Prince.
"What’s the point of this? Why can’t the nobility spend their time doing something actually meaningful?" Angele sighed and mumbled.
"Move, to the high tower," he shouted out.
"Aye," Malfoy responded, and the carriage lurched into movement as he whipped the horse.
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In a room on the third floor of the high tower. Bright white oil lamps were burning quietly on the walls—they were the source of the gentle light in the room.
Angele lay on the bed and looked at the night sky through the window. Two crescent moons were hanging in the sky, partially blocked by some tiny clouds.
Caitlyn covered herself with a white blanket beside Angele; she had gotten tired and fallen asleep after a little fun experiment. There were some scratches made by nails on her right shoulder, and her soft golden hair tumbled around the pillow.
Angele slowly moved his fingers through Caitlyn’s smooth hair, feeling relaxed.
‘Father made the right decision.’
Angele remembered things Baron Karl had told him back home.
After the intercourse with Caitlyn, he realized it was almost impossible for him to reproduce after checking Zero’s report. The Rio Family did need someone else to continue the family line.
Caitlyn woke up as he thought, grunted, and opened her eyes. Angele took his hand back, got off the bed, and quickly put his clothes on.
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