You Must Not Stay by My Side

“Mr. Leon still isn't here.”

Romantia's tavern.

Shabel rested her chin on her hand, her elbow propped on the table.

Leon, who had said he had some business to attend to and told them to go ahead, still hadn't returned.

“Doesn't Her Highness know where he went either?”

“He disappeared so quickly. He seemed to be in quite a hurry, so I missed my chance to ask.”

It was the first time she'd seen Leon, who was always so composed in all things, so shaken.

“If we just have a drink, won't he come back?”

Simon, who had ordered drinks in the meantime, knocked back his ale as though it were none of his concern.

“We found quite a nice tavern for once. The drinks are good, and the waitresses are pretty, too.”...