Mage of the Imperial Palace (3)

“You’re here, dear!”

The Tower Master, Eleanor, came over to Lunaris with a bright smile.

“Hello, Grandma.”

“I hardly recognized you. You’re so beautiful it’s blinding.”

A warmhearted grandmother and a shy granddaughter.

‘Did they seriously mark that brat as the next Tower Master?!’

‘This might be worth far more than I expected.’

‘I need to sweet-talk her while she doesn’t know anything...’

The nobles’ mental calculators started whirring at the sight of how friendly the two were.

Then, another group approached Lunaris...