Over in a high–end restaurant, several well–dressed young people gathered together. They chatted as they sipped on some wine.
“Dahlia, I really envy you for being favored by Sir Mosey. Congratulations on becoming his goddaughter!” A young lady dressed in red smiled brightly at Dahlia, appearing very enthusiastic.
She was Elena Forrest, the eldest daughter of the Forrest family.
The Forrest family was one of Oakvale’s eight great families.
“I heard that Sir Mosey has been in a war for many years and has no kids. You must be extremely talented and kind for him to take you as his goddaughter,” a vain–looking man said with a smile.
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