Sylvester silently saw Lady Bethany go, leaving him with a myriad of thoughts.
'The scent of hope is too strong. She needs me more than I need her. But I must say, she's quite good at acting. If I didn't have my past experiences, I'd have been easily fooled by her.'
"That was quite strange." Sylvester returned to Lord Raftel, showing a face of confusion. "I thought she was young."
"Hah! So you were also fooled." Raftel chuckled. "She's older than most of the folks in this hall. That's why both of us bowed to her, even when she's a mere daughter of a Duke. So what did she say to you so intimately?"
