The Grand Ballroom erupted with cheers the moment the Duke Houses finished making their entrance.
Voices rose from every direction, blending together into a sea of admiration and excitement.
Students called out the names of their favorite young nobles without holding anything back, while countless camera flashes continued to illuminate the hall one after another. Paras, Starlixs, and Zphones remained raised high in the air as everyone hurried to capture photographs and videos of Britannia's future pillars.
The atmosphere became livelier with every passing second.
"Sir Ravenor looks so cool!"
"Lady Sasha!"
"She's so beautiful!"
"House Burnwick!"
The voices echoed continuously.
At the front of the Burnwick Family, Ravenor walked with both hands resting inside his pockets. His face remained completely expressionless despite the overwhelming praise surrounding him, as though he had long grown accustomed to such attention.
Or maybe he just didn't care about the attention itself.
