Andrew rose from the cell where he was imprisoned and walked to the sealed metal bars.
It was as though he had never been in such a demeaning predicament, as if he knew exactly what he was facing.
Despite the current situation, he didn't have much else to worry about or consider, maintaining the posture of a gentleman. He voiced his curious inquiry at this time.
"Why be shy over there? We could very well talk face to face to resolve this issue," he said.
He seemed to be making a request and, after a moment of silence, the magic's effect ended at last.
The invisibility spell shrouding him faded, and his footsteps no longer sounded light. Standing before him was that certain Alchemist with whom he had once had a brief encounter.
This Alchemist he now saw was a very distinguished guest of Violet's; they still had an unfinished transaction between them.
