The half-opened door of the lounge slowly swung open, and standing at the entrance was Angelina.
She looked at Roland with a smiling face and said, "Honored Duke, the welcoming banquet is ready, the Empress is waiting for you in the dining room."
She wanted to find some awkwardness or embarrassment on Roland's face.
Unfortunately, she failed.
Roland seemed as if nothing ever happened earlier, and even had the mind to invite Sahalin along.
In the dining room.
A long dining table was set up.
Sofia sat at the head of the long dining table, with Roland's seat arranged opposite her, and Angelina and Sahalin sat nearby on the side.
The distance was indeed a bit far, even somewhat rejecting, but Roland and the others weren't surprised.
Sofia had always been like this.
It would be difficult for everyone to accept if she suddenly became enthusiastic.
Roland wasn't dissatisfied with Sofia's cold attitude.
