Even though Alan managed to wound the head steward, it was no small feat, but still hardly enough to make him famous throughout the Plantagenet Kingdom.
The bald elder narrowed his eyes and said slowly, "I've just received confirmed news: Alan has gained the favor of Duke Alice!"
Duke Alice's favor?!
The head steward and the others gasped.
If these words hadn't come from the head himself, they wouldn't dare believe it.
Duke Alice, with her unmatched talents and towering status—how could she possibly take an interest in a young noble genius like Alan? How was that even possible?
Seeing their confusion, the bald elder explained calmly:
"Alan once fought Duke Alice, and although Alice suppressed her tier, they ended in a draw!"
Silence!
The hall fell deathly quiet.
Duke Alice was a living legend, unmatched among her peers.
Even seasoned mages trembled before her blade. Her reputation and status were forged day by day in blood and battle.
