“The capital’s social scene?”
Bellatrix tilted her head.
“The filthiest place next to the noble council.”
On the surface, it was a refined gathering of noblewomen, exchanging pleasantries over tea. But beneath the polished veneer, greed and ruthless calculation clashed on a battlefield of scheming opportunists. If the Augustus Imperiale was the empire’s third most powerful entity, then the capital’s social circles were undoubtedly the
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