Lady of the Long Night's dazed expression lasted less than a second.
Or to be precise, it was fleeting.
"Putting on an act!"
The lady said as she stood up from the dining table, placed a piece of parchment where the invitation had been, and strode out.
There were no more words.
Arthur stood up to see her off.
To the outside world, the two still showed extraordinary intimacy, even though one felt nauseous and the other began to feel sick at the thought of the other vomiting.
Both were dutiful actors.
"Dear, take good care of yourself."
Before getting into the carriage, Marinda, as a cover, took several quick breaths to calm her nausea.
"Hmm."
Arthur gave a smile.
"Goodnight, Arthur!"
The coachman Edwin waved his hand and flicked the reins.
The carriage quickly disappeared into the night.
