When Shade returned home that evening, the full Yellow Moon was already hanging at the very center of the night sky. Tonight was the full-moon phase of the Yellow Moon, which held profound significance in mysticism.
However, Shade had no time to consider the academic significance of the Yellow Moon. When the carriage brought him to his doorstep, the detective stepped down wearing a white shirt, with his black formal jacket draped over one arm and his black tie thrown over it as well.
"Leisha and Dorothy really do have very different personalities."
Mia yawned from atop his shoulder, then eagerly raised her head to look at the yellow moon. Moonlight was reflected in those amber eyes. The cat blinked, then looked up at the second floor of the house.
Though the house was quiet and deserted, as Shade climbed the stairs with a thump-thump-thump, he still felt the warmth of home. He was in an excellent mood just then. Of course, it was not because of what had happened in the top-floor private box at the Delarion King Opera House, but because, at the end of the opera, when Shade had quietly asked Leisha what she thought of Luvia and what she thought of his greed, Her Royal Highness the Princess had given him a definite answer.
"Dorothy regards Luvia as a friend, and so do I. Our relationship will certainly change because of your relationship with us, but I still regard her as a friend. Knight, I do not know what method you used to make Luvia unconcerned by your greed. But since she has not rebuked you, cursed you, or even dueled Dorothy and me, I respect her as well. I respect that she was the first to get her hands on you."
As she spoke, she