I never liked auctions.
They’re loud, filled with shallow people pretending to be deep, and worst of all—everyone slls like desperation masked with expensive cologne.
Still, I was here.
Not for the artifacts, no. I had a reputation to keep, appearances to maintain. The Lapui Head personally invited , asking that I make a statent about unity and the so-called "New Age World." His words, not mine.
I would’ve declined—gods know I wanted to—but recent events forced my hand.
Pixie.
Even now, the girl haunted my thoughts. That Hollow blood awakening, the chaos, the... loss of control. It reminded that the world was shifting far too fast for to stay idle.
So here I was.
Standing in this overdone palace of an auction house, acting interested in jewels and weapons when all I wanted was quiet.
Then the elevator chid.
Ding.
I turned.
And fate, in all her twisted humor, delivered four headaches directly to on a silver platter.
Dario.
Aurelia.
Seraphina.
Erza.
And in the middle, wearing that ridiculous oversized coat like he was trying to cosplay as an undercover agent—
Noah.
My grandson.
The expression on Dario’s face was priceless. Wide-eyed panic, like a squirrel who just realized it’s being watched by a lion. I almost laughed.
Almost.
Instead, I gave them the look.
The kind fathers and generals have perfected over centuries. The kind that makes grown n reevaluate their life choices.
They froze.
Even Aurelia stopped mid-toss of her hair.
I didn’t speak yet. Silence is the best seasoning for dread. Let it simr.
Noah, to his credit, didn’t flinch.
He raised an eyebrow. That smug little spark in his hazel eyes, like he wasn’t caught, but rely seen.
Gods, he was so much like his father sotis, it made my bones ache—
I took one long step forward.
"Interesting," I said, tone smooth as chilled steel. "I wasn’t aware the Roro House was expanding its diplomatic branch with... a field trip."
Dario visibly gulped. "Grandpa—uh, Lord Venus—I swear, we weren’t—"
"I’d hope not," I cut in, eyes narrowing. "Because if you were here without authorization, that would be... problematic."
Aurelia stepped forward, and bless her chaotic little heart, she didn’t even try to lie.
"I had authorization," she said, nose in the air. "I got us VIP tickets. Personally. Through legal ans."
"Legal ans?" I tilted my head.
She gave a defiant look. "I may have called Father."
Ah. That explained the sudden diplomatic favor the Lapui House extended this morning. Her father must’ve pulled a string or three to get these four into the upper floors.
"And you used..." I paused, already knowing the answer would hurt. "The baby voice?"
Aurelia’s lip twitched. "I don’t wanna talk about it."
I did laugh then. Quietly. Just once.
"You chard the auctioneer last ti, didn’t you?" I asked.
She blinked. "How did you—?"
"Because I got the complaint letter."
Erza stifled a giggle behind her gloved hand. Seraphina looked like she wanted to disappear into her shawl.
Dario had gone full statue.
Noah, though, just leaned against the elevator wall. Watching. Silent.
Calculating.
He wasn’t scared. He was amused.
So I turned my attention to him directly.
"Noah."
"Grandpa."
The way he said it.
Calm.
asured.
Like we were in a chess match and he already moved his knight into position.
"You planning sothing?"
"Aren’t I always?"
I didn’t answer.
Instead, I gestured for them to step out of the elevator. They obeyed, quietly, like kids caught sneaking cookies before dinner.
I began walking down the hallway, and they fell in step behind , reluctantly.
"Room 7 has already been prepared," I said without looking back. "But since you’re here, I might as well make use of you."
"Use us?" Dario asked. "How?"
I stopped, just before the massive obsidian double doors of the private auction lounge.
"To observe.
To learn.
And to remind the others here that the Roro House doesn’t just sit on thrones. We raise monsters."
A mont of silence followed.
Then Noah grinned, just a bit. "You really know how to set a mood."
I opened the doors.
Inside, the room shimred with crystal, velvet, and polished gold.
The kind of place that scread power in a thousand silent ways.
I let them in first.
And for once, I didn’t feel the weight of the world on my shoulders.
No. Not here. Not now.
Because for the first ti in years, I wasn’t standing alone.
I had heirs behind .
And this auction?
It was no longer just a political favor.
It was the start of sothing far greater.
Let the world watch.
The Roro House had arrived.
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