"I won't be spending the night here, but I won't say no to some dinner. For Caleb and Timothy as well," said Edgar.
"Prepare three extra seats at dinner. Four in case my mother arrives," Rafael said, as his mother would somehow learn that Edgar was here and would come for dinner. "Do you want something to drink, Edgar?"
"Do you have something that is to my taste?" Edgar asked, sitting down on the edge of Rafael's table. He looked at the young maid, who was looking at the box containing something he brought for Rafael. Some people could not help being nosy. Luckily, Caleb had closed the lid of the box when the door pushed open.
"I might not be as rich as you, but I can still afford something you will enjoy. Have Edwin pick out a new bottle and bring glasses for us," said Rafael to Mavis.
