Chapter 213: The Power to Hold Fate in One’s Hands
It was already late at night when Leon and Adele finally boarded the carriage for the return journey. Leon adjusted his collar slightly and loosened his necktie. This formal attire still felt somewhat restrictive to him.
The continuous socializing had left him somewhat exhausted, and he let out a long breath, only for Adele to happen to sigh deeply at exactly the same time.
Their perfectly synchronized reaction made Leon raise an eyebrow at Adele, while Adele awkwardly lowered her head and began straightening the hem of her dress.
“Looks like you had a hard time too. Quite a lot of people came over to talk to you.” Leon remarked.
“Thanks to you. After all, you attracted so much attention today that I, the Viscountess, got to bask in some of your reflected glory as well.” Adele replied in a somewhat self-deprecating tone.
This was the first time at a noble banquet that so many powerful and influential people had approached her for conversation. Everyone had been exceedingly courteous toward her, including some old acquaintances who had once mocked her family.
But Adele did not feel particularly happy about it. She knew very clearly that the guests who had politely approached her did not truly value her, but had their eyes on the value of Leon, her husband.
Leon smiled, leaned back against the cushioned seat, folded his arms, and relaxed his body.
The entire evening’s banquet had left him somewhat tired. It would still take at least another hour before they returned to Arend Island, and they would need to transfer to a ship once along the way. For now, he could still get a little rest.