Transmigration: Step Into The World of Books And Become The Strongest!-Chapter 51: Attracting Everyone’s Attention

The Throne Room...

Although the day had only just begun and the sun had yet to reach its peak, the throne room was already filled with people.

On the throne sat Nathan Valura, King of the Valdom Kingdom, his posture straight and regal.

His face was strikingly handsome, with a perfectly defined jawline.

His eyes were as blue as the sky, and his short silver hair framed his face with elegant precision.

Despite having many children from his wife and concubines, he still looked youthful—untouched by time.

Dressed in golden royal robes, his frame appeared thin. But those who knew him understood that beneath those robes lay strong, well-defined muscles.

Upon his head rested a golden crown, adorned with four crystals—red, blue, and purple—each one radiating a mesmerizing glow and charm.

Seated beside the throne, in the consort’s chair, was a woman of extraordinary beauty.

Her face was flawless and graceful, though her eyes held a cynical, indifferent gaze.

She had dazzling green eyes that matched her green hair, which was plaited and draped over her right shoulder in a bun.

Clad in a beautiful white gown, her slender figure was impossible to hide. 𝒻𝘳ℯℯ𝑤ℯ𝒷𝘯ℴ𝓋ℯ𝘭.𝑐ℴ𝑚

Her curves were clearly visible, accentuating her ample chest and graceful hips.

This woman was Victoria Velmora—Nathan’s legal wife and the Queen of the Valdom Magic Kingdom.

To her left sat four women, each breathtaking in appearance.

They were the royal concubines—beneath Victoria in status, yet still highly respected by all.

Meanwhile, numerous other seats lined both sides of the throne room.

The right side of the room was occupied by ministers and those of high status, while the left side—closer to the concubines and the queen—was filled with princes and princesses.

"Has everyone gathered?" Nathan asked nonchalantly, glancing at the middle-aged man beside him.

That man was Rucos, the kingdom’s prime minister, who had served Nathan loyally for many years.

Rucos cupped his hands respectfully towards Nathan and replied, "All are present, Your Majesty. However..."

Nathan’s brow furrowed. "What’s the matter? Is there still anyone missing from such a formal gathering?"

Rucos nodded slowly, preparing to answer when suddenly, the loud voice of the throne room gatekeeper rang out.

"Princess Sharon enters the throne room!"

At the announcement, everyone in the room was startled, instinctively turning their heads toward the gate.

There, Princess Sharon appeared, striding gracefully toward the center of the room.

Her face was mesmerizing, radiating youth and vitality.

Her silver hair was neatly tied in a bun, giving her a mature, graceful, and serene appearance that belied her age.

Her blue eyes, like the clearest sky, sparkled with innocence, captivating the heart of all who looked into them.

The navy blue dress she wore accentuated her slender figure elegantly.

Though still young, her developing curves were already noticeable—a clear sign of her healthy, well-developed growth.

Her arrival immediately seized everyone’s attention.

Some were in awe of her beauty, while others shot her sarcastic and disdainful looks.

Among those who regarded her with condescension was Clareth Valura, the Third Princess of the Valdom Magic Kingdom.

’How dare that lowly girl show up late? Has she become a fool after being exiled by the royal family?’

Clareth sat at the center of the left-side row, mocking her with a cold smile.

She was the most frequent and vocal of those who insulted Sharon. Her lowly status as the daughter of a maid made Clareth believe she deserved to be humiliated.

But there was another reason behind Clareth’s cruelty—envy.

Clareth was deeply jealous of Sharon, especially her breathtaking beauty.

While she herself was far from unattractive, it was well-known that Sharon outshone her in terms of appearance.

Sharon possessed a near-perfect beauty that could captivate any man, regardless of age.

Moreover, Sharon resembled their father, Nathan Valura, more than any of her siblings.

Honestly, if Sharon weren’t the daughter of a maid, she would undoubtedly be the favorite among all the young nobles in the kingdom.

And that was precisely why Clareth hated her. In her eyes, Sharon didn’t deserve such beauty with such a lowly background.

’That damn girl...’

At a distant seat, near where the Queen and concubines sat, Cassius narrowed his eyes and growled in anger.

The incident from the previous night was still vividly etched in his mind, making his blood boil with every recollection.

Although Sharon wasn’t the main cause, Cassius saw her as the root of all the chaos.

What made it worse was that she had come with that damn man—Avaron—the one responsible for the breakup between him and Celine.

If not for his mother’s guarantee that everything would be fine, he would have already lost his greatest support—the Duke of Everhart, whom he had long fought to gain.

It wasn’t just Cassius and Clareth who harbored hostility toward Sharon—most of the other princes and princesses felt the same.

However, they chose to hide it, maintaining indifferent expressions.

Beside Nathan, Victoria frowned, her gaze fixed on Sharon.

’This insolent girl... how dare she come late. Has she started to rebel?’ She muttered to herself, seething with anger.

She wanted to scold Sharon right then and there but restrained herself.

They were in the throne room, surrounded by ministers and high-ranking officials, and showing Sharon any harshness in such a setting would have been inappropriate.

Amidst the hateful and admiring stares of the crowd, Sharon remained composed, her expression calm and aloof.

All that echoed in her mind were Aron’s words before she left the room: "There’s no need to be afraid, Princess. You are the main character, and your future is bright. Those who mock you are simply stepping stones."

Though Sharon didn’t fully grasp what Aron meant by "main character" and "stepping stones," those words reignited her confidence.

She walked forward until she finally stopped two meters from the stairs leading to the throne.

Lifting her head, she met the gaze of the man seated above—her father—with calm eyes, though a hint of complexity lingered beneath.

"Good morning, Your Majesty," she greeted respectfully, bowing her head.

In the past, regardless of the formality of the situation, Sharon had always addressed him as "Father."

But that behavior had earned her disdain—from her siblings, the Queen, and even the concubines.

From that point on, she refrained from calling him that, unless absolutely necessary.

For a brief moment, Nathan was taken aback by the sight of his daughter, whose face resembled his own so closely. But he quickly regained his composure.

With a slight nod, he replied, "Sharon, do you realize your mistake?"

Sharon raised her head, her gaze steady. "I know, Your Majesty. I apologize for my lateness. However, if you still wish to punish me, I will accept it."

The throne room fell into a heavy silence...