Chapter 67 – A Strange Summer (1)
Returning home was lovely, especially now, with Quincy permanently staying with us. Father hosted a party for us, and even my mother couldn't turn it into something back... though she did try after a few glasses of wine, but Quincy very quickly shut her down with a simple sentence:
"Even with my family gone, I still have purer blood than you."
She had no chance of arguing back as my Father prevented it with a simple look, making her leave us early and return to her own wing in the mansion. It was a good night, something I will remember for a long time. The following day, both of us slept in, walking out of our rooms at the same time, close to noon. Even though we were married on paper, Father didn't let us get the same room... at least not yet.
"Young Master, Young Mistress!" Squeaky approached us at once, wiping her hands in a towel, "The breakfast had gone cold already; I can make lunch instead!"
"Nah, breakfast will do; just heat it up or something!" I waved with a yawn while Quincy agreed with slow, big nods, rubbing her eyes.
"Will do!"
"Is Father home?" I asked before she could snap her fingers.
"No, Young Master! Lord is out; he said there is a very important thing he must do, and he will be only home on and off in the next three days!"
"Probably my fault..." I sighed, thinking that he was undoubtedly tasked with many things because of what happened to me... or maybe because of the upcoming competition. "Quincy, what do you say? Should we visit Neville after breakfast?"
"Sounds good!" She immediately agreed, "We can have another duel to see who improved the best!"
"Good idea! I am confident I can take you both on at once!"