Chapter 252: We Are White Gloves
Half an hour later, outside the residence's main gate.
“I'll escort you to the docks.” Leon said to Edward, who was preparing to leave.
“It's getting late, so Your Lordship the Viscount needn't see me any farther. My ship is already waiting by the shore, I can return on my own. You've only just reunited with your family after being apart for a short while, so you should spend more time with her. I'd be embarrassed to continue taking up your time.
I quite enjoyed spending time with you. I'll remain in the archdiocese for a while longer, so it would be nice if we could have dinner together in the future.” Edward said with a cheerful smile, then suddenly added, “If there's an opportunity.”
This guy……
Leon caught the slight implication in Edward's words. He had long noticed that throughout his entire stay at the residence, Edward had never touched the tea or pastries prepared by the servants.
And now, at the very end, he had deliberately added the meaningful phrase “if there's an opportunity” before saying they could have dinner together again. In other words, “if there isn't an opportunity, then such a thing won't happen”.
Clearly, Cardinal Stuart already knew, or at the very least strongly suspected, that Leon himself possessed the heretical power of the Blood of the Evil Curse.
Leon and Adele stood shoulder to shoulder, watching Edward board the carriage Leon had arranged and depart. Only after quite some time passed did the smile on Leon's face slowly fade.