Lebert, who'd been sitting quietly watching the two of us talk, suddenly flinched.
"Is it because I dropped formalities with him?"
Lebert shook his head and whispered.
"Someone's about to die."
Had my eyes really looked that fierce? I closed my eyes and opened them again, trying to calm myself down.
Even so, the fierce look on my face wouldn't fade. Lebert set down his fork and knife and rose from his seat. A little while later, he came back to the dining room and held out a small pill to me. Medicine to protect a heart strained by anger.
Chewing on the pill, I asked Rumdrax.
"Who was it."
"You were pretty intense earlier. How'd you ever hold back from dropping formalities with me all this time."
A smile hung at the corner of Rumdrax's mouth. He was teasing me. My dropping formalities meant nothing to him at all.…
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