The harvest moon festival of the Lycan clan was an elaborate affair. The streets were lavishly decorated. Villages and towns were fully crowded and this was the first time Sylvia was seeing a beast village.

Surprisingly not much was different than the human villages. Her own town was very similar to the one her carriage was currently passing through.

When Sylvia had traveled with Roman on the griffon bird it had barely taken her an hour to reach the palace. But now on the carriage, it was taking a lot longer.

She had already been traveling for a few hours when they finally reached the lycan clan outskirts. From there, the palace was a couple more hours away and the carriage rattled on tirelessly.

Sylvia however did not feel the time passing by as she was looking at the new places. It was interesting to peer out the window and observe everything on the outside.

She doubted that the royal carriage was this slow and could only come to the conclusion that the coachman was purposefully lowering the speed for her convenience and entertainment.

Soon the light blue shimmering silhoutte of the familiar structure appeared in the distance and Sylvia knew that they had arrived at the Lycan palace.

A couple of elders whom she did not recognize immediately came to welcome her and she bowed and greeted them in return.

“Umm..  May I meet with the Lycan Lord, please.” Sylvia then asked them, to which they exchanged surprised glances with each other as if they had not expected her to say so.

“Yes, your highness, right this way.” The two elders led Sylvia inside the palace which was once again extravagantly decorated.

As soon as Sylvia walked inside, the elders led her to a huge hall, and surprisingly a couple of familiar faces greeted her inside the hall.

“Greetings, younger sister.”

“Greetings, younger sister.”

Roman was standing in between Melissa and Kel and the three of them had been busily discussing something when Sylvia stepped in.

“Huh?” Roman looked up dumbfounded. “Greetings, your highness?”

All the other Lycan clan elders weirdly looked at him as well. This was the first time not one but three Draconian princesses had shown up in a Lycan clan’s harvest moon festival.

Since when did the Lycan clan’s simple festival become such a huge deal?

Before Roman could even say anything, Melissa responded first with a bright smile. “Ha ha! Sister, you really ended up coming! This full moon the hunt is going to be amazing now that you are also here!”

Sylvia sighed and nodded. She didn’t know what the princess, her so-called sister was up to now. She didnt want to accept her as her sister? That was fine. The feeling was mutual.

Roman looked at Melissa and then at Kel and then at Sylvia. Comepletely rendered speechless, he nodded and smiled awkwardly.

The elders also had weird expressions on their faces and kept glancing at each other and exchanging mischevious smiles.

“It looks like everyone is here. Cough. Cough.” Isaac stepped forward, grinning cheek to cheek. “Then shall we leave, Lord Roman?” he waggled his eyebrows, making roman stiffen up further.

The two princesses smiled graciously and started walking followed by Isaac and Roman and then some of the elders.

Sylvia as well walked in the general direction, wondering what was happening now.

She had been so preoccupied with astral affinity and forming a mana core that she had completely forgotten to ask about the Harvest Moon festival that was in the process of attending right now.

She turned around the corridor, still following the crowd when suddenly the person in front of her stopped and she bumped into his tall figure.

Ughh. Sylvia rubbed her head and looked up, slightly startled to find that it was the Lycan lord himself.

“Are you alright, Princess Sylvia?” Roman asked.

“Yes. Yes. I am quite alright, Lord Roman.” Sylvia nodded with a small smile.

Her eye long lashes fluttered and her gorgeous blue eyes sparkled from underneath looking at him directly.

Roman didn’t know why but the woman he saw today looked several times more enchanting and mesmerizing than the person he had seen just a few days back.

If she looked any more different, he wouldn’t even know it was the same person any longer.

“Is there something on my face?” Sylvia asked earnestly.

The lord seemed to be looking at her as if she had food stuck in her teeth. “Ah. Umm. Nothing.” Roman stuttered, which was very odd for him.

To make matters worse, Isaac rushed the others forward as if he was purposefully giving them some space. He quickly changed the topic, thanking the book which was coincidentally on Sylvia’s hands. “Are you studying astral affinity?”

Sylvia smiled and nodded. “Yes, Lord Roman. I am actually here to..”

“Hey what are yuou two talking about?” Melissa popped in out of nowhere. Behind her, Kel was standing at an elbow’s length away.

Sylvia turned to smile at her and lightly chuckled. “Just wondering what the harvest moon festival is about, sister.”

“Oh, that’s right! You have never attended one right. I almost forgot! Say, sister. Shall we have a small competition?” Melissa winked and smiled teasingly.

Sylvia chuckled lightly and again nodded. So she wants to humiliate me one more time, is that it? “Sure. Why not?” she shrugged.

At this point, she really didn’t care. She even decided to let her have her day so that she wouldn’t bug her again for a while.

Roman, who observed both the princess and lifted the end of his lips upwards. “Heh. A competition huh?” His eyes lingered over Sylvia.

He knew something was off but he wanted to see how she was going to handle it. He had heard things, of course, but she was an Akhekh after all. He wondered if everything was truly as it seemed or…

“So Lord Roman I heard…” Melissa muttered something and the two of them walked ahead leaving behind Kel to walk with Sylvia.

Sylvia looked at the young woman, who glanced back at her shyly every now and then.. “Do you both usually attend these Lycan festivals?” She probed her.