Before leaving Huntington that evening, Shade visited Mr. Bernhardt's manor and asked him to send someone to Professor Drake's house to copy the texts.
Mr. Bernhardt was also happy to learn that Shade's investigation had made progress, but he mentioned another thing, which was the farewell dinner to be held at the Rothschild Manor tomorrow night.
This is the farewell dinner for Princess Margaret of Anjou to visit Tobesk on behalf of the royal family. Therefore, the standard of the banquet is very high. Tomorrow night’s banquet will not only include local nobles, but also Carsonli who came specially from Willendale.
The nobles of Kremlin arrived.
Viscount Bernhardt, as a well-known local noble, had of course received the invitation letter. He invited Shade to go with him, and Shade also meant the same:
"Mr. Bernhardt, my Kasenrik is not very good. I will probably stay with you tomorrow night."
Shade said a little apologetically, but Mr. Bernhardt didn't mind this:
"It's also your first time to attend the noble banquet in Kasenrik. It will be very interesting."
Saturday night is actually Shad's evening class time in the traditional sense. Of course, starting from the beginning of this month, it has become a date time for Lesia and Shad alone.
On Saturday morning, Shade informed Lesia in advance through the flower shop on Silver Cross Avenue that he had something to go to Huntington tonight, so he could not meet her in the evening.
Lesia didn't give Shad any reply right away, but when Shad came to Dr. Schneider's clinic to attend this week's study meeting with the cat in his arms, he almost saw Dorothy who had arrived early.
, it’s actually Lecia.
He was not keenly aware of the difference between the two souls, but judging from the dissatisfied look "Dorothy" looked at him, he knew that it was not the blonde writer's own thoughts.
During most of this week's study meeting, Dr. Schneider was helping other members of the group calculate their credits and discuss the details of the end-of-year exam one month later. When it came to Shad's matter, the doctor seemed to have a headache.
Already.
Shade is currently considering applying to jump from the second grade to the fourth grade, so he borrowed a large number of books from the school library some time ago to "study". But the problem now is that his practical credits are still far behind, and the best
Under normal circumstances, he would have to open a time key every week and encounter valuable events every time, just to be able to scrape together those credits.
But obviously, Shade cannot be so efficient.
"Miss Denister, the librarian, said she would help me."
Shade whispered the news to the doctor. The doctor was stunned for a moment and nodded without asking anything. He obviously knew some connections in the academy, but he didn't expect Shade to have such a relationship with the thirteen-ring warlock.
After the study meeting ended, it was only four o'clock in the afternoon. "Dorothy" followed Shade in a carriage and left Dr. Schneider's clinic. The blonde girl boarded the carriage in silence. When the carriage moved forward slowly, she mentioned Shade today.
Night schedule:
"Huntington? Are you trying to tell me, knight, that you already know the Princess Margaret of Anjou?"
There was a questioning tone in his tone.
"Yes, but she thinks I'm Mr. Sherlock Holmes, not Rejed's Hamilton."
Shade told the truth, held Mia and sat opposite the blonde girl, and said very apologetically:
"I know I shouldn't take up tonight's time, but for some reason I have to attend that party."
"You don't have to explain this to me. Am I the kind of unreasonable girl?"
Lesia brushed Dorothy's beautiful long golden hair and looked Shade up and down:
"I know you have more important things, but I hope you haven't forgotten that the 'Red Butterfly Day' that happens every 22 days is coming."
"Yes, this Sunday night."
The stormy night that impressed Shade so deeply was Saturday, the 26th of the Dead Leaf Moon. Therefore, the first Red Butterfly Day ended on the 27th. From the night of the 27th, the 21-day waiting period will start again.
So on Sunday night this week, the second "Red Butterfly Day" came.
Both Dorothy and Lesia liked to use this title to treat that special day.
"If you have no other arrangements, I can prepare activities for Sunday night and Monday in advance."
Shade suggested, Lesia shook her head:
"I will accompany my mother on Monday to greet the delegation led by Margaret Anjou. I have already discussed with Dorothy to postpone the Day of the Red Butterfly to next Tuesday, the 19th of the Frost Moon.
"
"But there is something going on that day. Tuesday is the wedding of your sister, Princess Mona Cavendish."
Shade reminded, Lesia nodded with a smile:
"Yes, so I can meet Dorothy at the wedding reception. Wouldn't that be more fun than an ordinary day?"
"Oh yes."
Shade suddenly understood. Lecia looked at the street scene outside the window, then reached out to close the car window. She lifted her hair from her ears and looked at Shade with a red face:
"Dorothy and I can meet you at the banquet. Shade, I have prepared a handwritten copy of "Summer Nights" in advance. Would you like to read it with us at the banquet?"
"A Collection of Summer Nights" is the inspiration for Dorothy's award-winning work "A Midsummer Night's Wish" and is a very famous collection of essays.
“Reading manuscript prose at a wedding reception?”
Shade was stunned for a moment, and then he understood after looking at "Dorothy's" blushing cheeks:
"Of course, yes, I will watch the Summer Night Episodes at the banquet with you."
The blonde girl bit her lip lightly and looked at Shade with shining eyes:
"I'm really looking forward to Tuesday. Obviously today is our date."
"After Princess Margaret of Anjou comes to Tobesk, there should be many large banquets and dances held in the city."
Shade lowered his voice slightly and held Lesia's right hand with his left hand:
"You can even use your body to meet me. Do you still want to dance together? Attending banquets and dances are reasonable opportunities for us to meet."
Lesia smiled:
"Yes, speaking of it this way, Margaret Anjou's visit is actually a good thing. Knight, I am very happy that while you are thinking about the blonde girl in front of you, you can also miss my body."
She reached out and touched the cat in Shade's arms. The sleeping cat made a dissatisfied cry and squirmed to avoid the hand.
"Since you are going to attend the banquet tonight, why not make a joke with the princess of the Anjou family."
With that said, Lesia took out Dorothy's notepad from her handbag, hurriedly wrote a line of words, and handed it to Shade:
"Put this into the hands of Margaret Anjou, but do not reveal that it was you who put it. I remember this princess, who was a little older than I am? During my visit to Carsonlic this summer, I and
She's been around, she's a very interesting lady."
What Lesia wrote was in Kasonric, and she controlled the writing method. It didn't look like her handwriting at all.
[Greetings to you, Your Highness. The purple cabbage at the banquet is still as delicious as before.]
Xia De read it several times suspiciously, making sure that there was no deep meaning that he couldn't understand:
"What does this sentence mean? Purple cabbage, does it refer to it?"
"No, it's purple cabbage."
Dorothy's face showed a rare expression. It was a smile, a malicious smile:
"You probably don't know about the Willon Diane purple cabbage incident eight years ago. Margaret Anjou, who was only a teenager at the time, deliberately blamed herself during a dinner in the autumn of 1845 because she didn't like eating purple cabbage.
The maid mixed sand into her salad greens. She wanted to escape the vegetables.
The poor maid was fired almost immediately even though she did nothing. A few weeks later, the maid burned herself to death at home, and people only found part of her remains. A suicide note sent to a friend in advance stated that she
Even though she had done nothing wrong, she was still treated like this. Her reputation was greatly damaged and she did not want to live anymore."
The blonde girl talked about this past event, but there was no expression of regret on her face. Shade understood and opened his mouth slightly:
"You wouldn't say that this matter has something to do with MI6, right? The political struggle in the kingdom? Or is it a silent fight between spies?"
Lecia smiled:
"Yes, Shade, you have always been so keen. I only heard the truth from Carina three years ago.
That maid was actually a spy placed by MI6 around the Anjou royal family. Her sudden dismissal caused MI6 to make a misjudgment, thinking that she had been discovered. So the maid was urgently transferred and
A female body of similar size was purchased locally and replaced."
The carriage rolled over the road and drove towards Saint Teresa Square at a gentle speed. Shade listened to the spy secrets from many years ago and sighed carefully:
"This must have caused quite a psychological shadow on Princess Margarita Anjou, right?"
After all, it was just because she hated eating purple cabbage that it led to the maid's "self-immolation."
"Yes, you can try it tonight and bring the dish with purple cabbage to the princess."
Lesia suggested, while Shade waved the note in confusion:
"So, what is the purpose of giving this note to her?"
"Just a little joke with her. By the way, as revenge, she took away my date time tonight."
Lesia still had a smile on her face, but Shade knew that the latter was the important reason.
The young stranger wisely did not point this out. Considering that giving this note would only put the princess in a bad mood all night and would not cause more trouble, Shade agreed.
"MI6, have you been placing spies around the Anjou royal family?"
He asked curiously again.
"I'm not responsible for this."
Lesia shook her head, but said firmly:
"But at the banquet in Huntington tonight, there must be people from MI6. I'm not talking about you. Even if the ring warlocks from the Pantanal Voodoo Society you mentioned don't show up, there are conspiracies and plans surrounding that banquet.
, and there will definitely be no less.”
"In peacetime, agents are still so busy."
Shade sighed, turning his head to look out of the car window at the street scene in Tobesk in late winter. People were coming and going on the streets. People who have been busy for a year will not relax even at the end of the year. In such a prosperous era,
After all, the undercurrent is always surging.
Lesia did not discuss this topic again:
"I helped you replace that bed some time ago. Dorothy was so excited that night. I helped you replace the old furniture in the master bedroom and confirmed that the fireplace can be used. You need me to prepare winter wood for you in advance.
If necessary, I will send someone to help you waterproof the basement in a few days, otherwise the wood will get damp and the smoke will be very big when it burns."
Her Royal Highness the Princess reached out and covered Shade's mouth, and stared at Shade with her green eyes:
"I have a lot of gold pounds. If I don't help you with these trivial matters, won't Carina do the same? Do you want to reject me and then accept her kindness?"
At this moment, Shade could almost see Lesia's soul directly from those beautiful eyes.
She let go of her hand, threw the cat aside in Shade's arms, then hugged Shade's neck and kissed him without giving Shade a chance to refuse.