"Sevillea, it was fortunate I saw you here tonight. Otherwise, I wouldn't have known who to dance with."
Glaint, who had already become an Apothecary, smiled and bent to kiss her hand. He looked even more radiant than before, making Angel suspect that his persistent search for this pathway's Potion had another true purpose.
"Miss Irene, I'm also delighted to see you. I haven't seen you at my salon lately, and Audrey hardly attends either. Have you both forgotten all about me?"
After greeting Sevillea, Glaint turned to Angel with the same smile on his face, even raising a hand in a slightly exaggerated gesture.
"My apologies. I've been rather busy lately. I'll definitely attend next week's salon."
It's actually because I go straight to Audrey's home now, skipping over you, the 'middleman'...
Angel grumbled inwardly.
After a brief exchange of pleasantries, Glaint formally invited Sevillea to dance.
"Little darling, go rest in the dining room for a while. You might meet someone unexpected."
After leaving behind those baffling words, Sevillea extended her arm for the viscount to take. The two headed toward the center of the hall and began dancing to the abruptly shifting music, their movements carrying a trace of intimacy.
"I never expected Glaint to be interested in a woman older than himself... Hmm, though perhaps the power of 'Pleasure' is at work. Sevillea doesn't intend to turn her title of Baroness into that of a viscountess, does she?"
Angel watched for a while and found that the two seemed to be pressing closer and closer together, their movements increasingly suggestive. Her mouth immediately went dry. To avoid developing some strange thoughts if she kept watching, she followed Sevillea's arrangement and went from the second-floor circular corridor to the dining room at the back.
This was a