Neuvillette watched Aether intently from across the table as he took a sip of the exquisite wine the waiter poured into his glass. His lips curved in a slight smirk, slowly savoring taste of the wine as he contemplated the best way to punish this insubordination.
"Did I not explicitly instruct you to present yourself in the finest attire?” he asked coolly, not bothering to hide the disappointment in his voice. “Why have you chosen to attend our dinner in such a... disheveled state?”
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