"Ah, yes. Two seats for the Millan Family. Right this way, sir," the receptionist said politely.
Vanitas gave a small nod, adjusting his top hat and fixing the monocle perched over his eye.
Glancing at Astrid beside him, he spoke with a refined tone, "Shall we, my sister?"
"...."
Astrid remained silent for a moment, eyeing the completely different look he had adopted—white hair and ruby-red eyes. She, too, wore a matching disguise.
At the moment, they were posing as siblings of the Millan Family from the Celestine Hegemony—Noah Millan and Raeliana Millan.
"Yes, brother," she replied.
With a graceful nod, Astrid took Vanitas's arm as they followed the usher through the marbled corridor of the opera house.
Once they reached their assigned seats—nestled discreetly among the other well-dressed guests—Vanitas cast a sideways glance at her.
"Do you miss home?" he asked quietly.
"A-Ah?" Astrid blinked, slightly caught off guard by the question.
Her gaze lowered for a moment.
