Cecilia Adler heard him repeat her own words and instantly realized she had guessed wrong. If he were just a common soldier, he probably wouldn't have had the chance to come to Valoria. He must be promising, and his father was close to Uncle Shaw.
People from different social circles rarely interacted.
Uncle Rowan was probably a man of some standing in their hometown.
She changed the subject. "Is it your day off today? Out shopping?"
"It's my turn to rest. I came out with a comrade to buy some daily necessities," Gene Rhodes said.
Cecilia Adler's gaze swept over him; he wasn't carrying anything, and there was no one with him. 'What kind of comrade is this? Did he just ditch him? Or did something come up, and he told him to wait here?'
'Would it be awkward for him if I asked directly?'
She bent down and reached into the basket on her bike, pulling out a cloth bag.
