THE NOBLES OF NEWLAND (BLOODLINER AND THE TALES OF THE NEW SAGA BOOK 1)

Chapter 15: Noval

"White, Silver, And Celeste Blue."

Dining restaurant, Yaerf Hotel

Capitol, The Republic.

Noval and the others entered the restaurant located on the 4th floor, where it had been emptied specifically for this important event. The restaurant is spacious, in the middle it is full of round tables surrounded by intricately carved white chairs. The walls of the room are replaced by thick glass that shows off the beauty of the capitol Sail City. And there is a spacious balcony, if the guest wants to enjoy the view of city lights under the night sky. The high ceiling of the room decorated with shiny chandeliers made from sparkle stone, gives full lighting into the room. And now, the restaurant is being covered in wall-tech holograms of celeste blue and silver, the family colors of Danishamia and Mozzrath blend together. The guards had been scattered outside the restaurant's doors, at designated points to ensure safety during the dinner.

Right in the middle of the room, one round table larger than the other, surrounded by eight chairs, had been decorated in such an elegant way that Noval knew it was the lucky table tonight. It was that table which he stepped to. Noval could see Uncle Tom standing waiting quietly by the side of the table.

"Children." Uncle Tom said, "We've let someone waiting." He said again. Gesture towards the open balcony door.

A man entered the room. Mama's private secretary, Mr. Burhan, a thin man in his thirties, shorth steady oily hair in tight formal attire, entered the room with a northern stature girl. The beautiful one wore the most elaborate dress Noval had ever seen, a Winterland trademark. Her face is beautiful and mature, with a spiky nose, which Noval was sure it is perfect from the beginning, without surgery. Her glossy platinum blonde hair was left tossed, parts of her right and left sides tied back with the elaborate model that Noval was at a loss on how to explain it. Her brilliant and calm green eyes stared directly at him. Noval felt like swallowing a coal. She's here. Suddenly he felt his forehead sweating.

"Secretary Burhan." Greeting Noval, his voice was suddenly come up loud.

"Mr. Noval." The secretary said, slightly lowered his head to salute. "I present you, Princess Blaire Mozzrath of White Castle." One drop of Noval's sweat fell to the floor.

Alde himself looked gray with whom he was facing, so nervous, Alde bowed too low while waving. "Hello Princess..."

But Dania really mastered her role tonight. From Noval's side, Dania followed uncle Tom, advancing to greet the Princess in northern style. Dania lowered her head with her legs bent, while slightly lifting the bottom of her dress gracefully, "Princess Blaire." Dania said.

Noval came forward and kissing the Princess' hand as well as manners in the white land. "Glad you're here."

"Isn't it the other way around? Remember when you ignored me, Dhinoval Danishamia?" Princess Blaire said suddenly with a graceful smile. Her beautiful face is unreadable. Smart northerners are always getting your heart down.

"What!?" Dania said in shock, "Wait a minute," she continued, trying to control herself between her true nature and her sudden chaotic lady-like charade. "What do you mean, Your Grace? Do you know my brother very well?"

Alde covered his face with both hands while shaking his head very softly like saying: Oh no, don't give me another drama. Although Noval himself felt he was better off facing ten Marsha than one northern Royal girl.

"Blaire, stop." Noval said firmly while releasing the Royal girl's hand at once. Noval knew it would be like this.

"I've known you brother for a long time." Blaire replied. "Oh, and, did Lady Quinn, your mother, have tell you?" She continued, changing the conversation into one more appropriate direction. "The Kingdom has officially granted House Danishamia the title of Northern Nobility. So..." Blaire is giving a formal greeting to the twins, "Lady Noelle, Lord Noval, Congratulation. You are now an official White Nobel of Winterland. We have for you your own Castle. I hope you'll spare sometime to see it." Blaire smiled kindly. "And soon enough, seems like your House will become one Royal family of The Great Kingdom."