The jeep rolled to a slow stop in front of Sword Empress' manor.
It stood quiet behind tall iron gates, its white walls clean and almost too neat for someone who claimed to be just another university student. The morning light reflected off the windows, and the place looked less like a home and more like a private estate.
As they stepped out, Catherine glanced around and smiled.
"So this is where Leora lives? Her house is quite big for a university student. She must be quite rich."
Sword Empress' eyebrow twitched at that obvious jab, but she said nothing.
She simply walked ahead, pushing open the gate as if the comment had not reached her ears at all.
Vale followed a step behind, but his gaze kept drifting toward her back.
He had been told the truth on the way here. Sword Empress was the one acting as Leora, Isaac's maid in public. While he understood the reason behind the disguise, understanding and accepting were two different things.
