She soon discovered that, in that moment, she was no longer the focus of Li Wei and Nawa's attention. The two of them were standing outside a triangular pavilion, looking up at the second-floor spectator seats with grim expressions.
'Who's up there?'
Milady followed their gaze, and her entire body stiffened for half a second.
...Charos.
She could recognize that short, round face at a glance, no matter the distance or the size of the crowd.
Charos didn't much resemble his son, but the expression he perpetually wore seemed to foreshadow what Luo Geng would look like years later. When dealing with lower-ranking members of the Tower family, a veneer of affability concealed the cold set of his lips; there was a tacit understanding on both sides that he was deigning to speak to them. When he asked, "How are things at home?" he sounded like a mechanic, checking to make sure every gear in the Tower family's machine was running smoothly.
