Chapter 280: Dramatic priest (1)
Unbeknownst to Peter, a carriage carrying the man he never wished to see again was on its way to the church. It was a long ride to get to Peter, but Edgar didn’t mind it.
In the carriage, Tyrion sat on one side while Edgar and Elijah decided to take the other.
Tyrion stared at the father and son, who looked more like each other now that they were so close.
"Stop staring at us," Elijah said.
"You’ll have to remove my eyes if you want me to stop. I was just thinking how much you look like which parent you stand decide. You spent so much time being coddled by the duchess that I always thought you resembled her more," said Tyrion.
"Don’t you two have anything better to speak about?" Edgar asked, annoyed already. "Have you decided what to do with your money? You can’t leech off my daughter forever."
"My father has placed land in my name, and it has come with some riches. In time, Penelope and I will move closer to that land. My wife will be well cared for. Always," Tyrion spoke confidently.
"Of course she will be. She is my daughter," Edgar replied.
"I think you should be less concerned about me and worry about Elijah," Tyrion said, placing Elijah in the hot chair. "You have a long time before you will become the duke. What will you do until then?"
"Bastard," Elijah muttered.
"The little prince finally spoke of something worth listening to. What will you do?" Edgar asked, turning his attention to Elijah.
"I am following in your footsteps, father. I am allowing couples visiting the town to stay in the home you offered me. I am considering buying another. Perhaps one on your land so it is easier for me," Elijah shared.