WULFRIC finished signing the last document, just in time for Leland to enter his office. Before the other could speak, he beat him to it.
āI already finished my work for today. I refuse to do any overtime.ā
Leland raised a brow. āOkay? Iām just here to remind Your Highness about the tactical drill tomorrow. In case you forget about it.ā
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Wulfric stopped and then cleared his throat. āOf course, I didnāt forget that.ā
In truth, he really had forgotten about the drill. Itās because the only thing thatās in his mind for the past few days was that Silver Moon Awards. Aside from fighting against trolls online, there was also this particular āthingā that boggled him for quite a while.
Three days ago, his fan account in [Cyberspace] received a private message from a person proclaiming themselves as someone from the PR department of Polaris. They asked if he would be willing to be the president of Asterās fan club ā Starlight.
He was skeptical at first. So, he had someone from the technical team check the identity of the person who sent him the message. And it was proven that the other was telling the truth. Which meant that they were really asking him to be the president of the fan club.
He was actually thrilled and excited at first. Because wouldnāt being the president of the fan club meant that he was indeed the number one fan of Aster. But his brain worked at the right time and he quickly realized that he couldnāt just readily agree.
Even if heās not familiar with how a fan club worked and such, he understood that it required a lot of time and attention, especially from those who held positions in the club. Although it seemed like he had a lot of free time because of how much he spent arguing with people online, he was actually doing that during his short breaks.
He simply learned how to use that time to reply to as many trolls as possible.
But being the president of the fan club was different. He had to do a lot more than his short breaks would allow. After all, it would not just include supervising the other members and providing leadership, he might also have to organize and coordinate fan club events and maybe even manage the clubās [Cyberspace] account. All of which he didnāt have the time to do.
Despite that, Wulfric didnāt want to relinquish this position to anyone else. If some other fellow became the club president, what if they didnāt do a good job and give a bad reputation to Asterās fandom? But more importantly, being the club president meant that they would have a chance to personally contact Aster. What if they developed feelings and became a stalker? That definitely wouldnāt do.
You see, he was in a complete bind. He wanted to do it and yet he couldnāt. Unless he could separate himself into two. One doing his job as a general, and the other just spending his time as a fanboy. But how could that be possible?
No, there might actually be another way. Butā¦
He should stop for now. He still had some time left before he was required to give a final decision. Right now, he should focus on whatās more important.
Thatās right. The Silver Moon Awards where Aster was nominated.
With that, he stood up. āIf thereās nothing else, Iāll leave.ā
Leland wasnāt even able to give a proper response because the prince dashed out of the office, quite literally. Seeing the princeās disappearing back, he could only attribute this weird behavior to Astrid Townsend.
Why? Because whenever the prince started acting out of the norm, itās always related to that young man. At least that had been the case since the two met.
Leland shook his head. Well, it really didnāt matter as long as the prince did his job properly. And if things started to get out of control, then he just had to step up and prevent things from spiraling.
After Wulfric left the base, he quickly drove back to his house.
From what he had found out, there would be a two hour red carpet event before the main award show. Thatās why he made sure to finish everything early today. So, he could watch the live stream of the red carpet until the award show. Or at least, until Asterās name was called as the winner of the Rookie of the Year award.
As his flying car was moving to its destination, Wulfric sent a message to Aster. Because he didnāt have much time the whole day, this would be his first message to the other today.
[Aster, just wanted to drop a quick note to say how incredibly excited I am for you tonight! Your talent is undeniable, and no matter what happens, youāre a star in my eyes. Take it all in, enjoy every second, and know that Iām cheering you on from afar. Break a leg and have a blast at the award show!]
After he sent that, he waited for Asterās reply. But it didnāt come immediately. The āreadā sign didnāt even appear on his message.
Wulfric didnāt mind. Since itās almost time for the red carpet event, Aster was probably very busy right now. He might not even have time to check his Terminal.
Arriving at his house, he parked the car and then walked inside. He went straight to the home theater, which was a new addition to his house. He had already set up everything in the morning. All he had to do was turn the thing on and it would be on the live stream of the red carpet event.
Before turning it on, he fixed himself a popcorn and a drink. Then he sat down and turned the projector on. It was just in time for the event to start.
The emcee for the red carpet event started saying something and interviewing people walking on the red carpet. Wulfric didnāt really care for any of them and just ate his popcorn.
But just as he was about to eat another kernel, someone appeared on the virtual screen, making him drop the bucket heās holding.
āā¦Aster?ā
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