In the grand hall of the mansion.
"Leo!"
Queenie rushed in from outside, breathless. Spotting Leonard emerging from the study but without Orion in sight, she urgently asked, "Where's Ori? Where is he?"
"What do you need him for?"
Leonard sipped his red wine leisurely, a hiss escaping his lips in appreciation.
It was a vintage treasure indeed, rich and full-bodied from just a sip, intoxicatingly so. Earlier, Xanthea had downed a whole glass and was likely to be fast asleep shortly.
Leonard had hoped to use the wine to create an opportunity for Orion tonight, but it seemed his plan had backfired.
"I need to talk to him urgently, stop asking and just tell me!"
"He just stepped out, went down the west corridor to find Xan."
Before he could finish, Queenie turned and dashed outside.
"Hey, he went to see Xan, why are you in such a rush to find trouble?"
Queenie sprinted down the corridor, looking around desperately until she finally spotted a tall, striking figure at the end.
"Ori."
Her voice was filled with joy as she called out, but it abruptly stopped.
It wasn't just him.
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