Chapter 480: The Town Hall
Lyria's POV
Duke Thorncrest nodded in agreement with me.
"That may very well be the case," he said.
I turned to Obadiah and Thaddeus.
"P-please," I said, "do s-set to w-work. There is m-much to be done."
Elara walked out from behind the bar to direct them, just as Corvin stormed out of the inn, his countenance a mask of fury. I watched him go, his valet and his guard hastening after him, and I confess I felt a small measure of satisfaction at the sight. Though, if I am to be honest, I was growing weary of his theatrical conduct, for I was in no humour to be obliged to exchange words with such a gentleman over every piece of nonsense he uttered. And should it persist, which I did not doubt it would, I should be compelled to speak with him in earnest.
