Chapter: 2176

The attendees were the creme de la creme of Watchland's high society, each a connoisseur of the finer things.

Refreshments were served, and the hum of gentle music faded into silence as the host detailed the assortment of teas and desserts that would grace their afternoon.

Having been a staple in such social circles since childhood, Aimee carried herself with an air of natural elegance.

Averie, on the other hand, was less accustomed to these gatherings.

Her attempts to mimic Aimee's poise only highlighted her discomfort, each gesture more strained than the last.