Mister Sewell Saintillevé smiled at me. "The people. They are right when they say you are an angel because I can clearly see that you are. Too bad..." he didn't continue what he wanted to say and just shook his head.
I frown. Why didn't he continue his words? "Too bad?"
He just smiles at me and shakes his head. "Dame Csille, why don't you sit first so we can talk properly." He then asks one of his guards to give me a chair.
I smile at the guard and thank him before I look at Mister Sewell again. I am curious. What does he want to talk about?
Although I want to ask him that question, I just remain quiet and wait for him to talk. I still know that I am in the territory of an enemy. It is better to talk less, or I might say something I shouldn't have said.
