Lilith performed a small curtsy while looking at Lady Margan. Damon followed suit, though his actions were slightly less refined—his eyes stealing obvious glances at the noblewoman before him.
"It is a pleasure to meet you, my lady. I apologize for the small welcoming party."
Lady Margan regarded them both with a neutral expression, but Lilith continued.
"I am Lilith Astranova, Student Council President, and by my side is Damon Grey—the first-ranked freshman and Student Council Discipline Master."
Lady Margan's gaze shifted toward Damon.
Damon met her eyes briefly before his face flushed slightly, his composure slipping for just a moment.
"It's an honor to make your acquaintance, my lady. I... I... "
He stammered.
Lilith's brow twitched. That was unusual. Damon wasn't one to get flustered easily, but at least he was keeping his word about being on his best behavior.
Or so she thought.
Damon cleared his throat and pressed on, his gaze lingering on Lady Margan.
