Tramian Bellimore looked at me, analyzed me, and then as he looked at the other people in the area, one by one, his expression turned first calm, and then once again serious.
Once again, focusing on me, he asked in a low but impactful voice,
"Who are you?"
I kept my silence.
It was Tramian Bellimore who created this tradition of masquerade party He was the one who made the rules, and lastly, he was the one who followed the rules more than any of the other Bellimores.
As for his reasons for creating this party, it was something that he deemed necessary during his time in Utah due to the ongoing wars, and then followed through due to the sheer success it had.
I don't need to say anything about myself. In fact, I think it would be better if I didn't say anything as compared to disclosing my identity. I reached the conclusion as he saw the mask on my face and slowly sighed.
