191: Chapter 105: The Meaning of the Hairband_3 191: Chapter 105: The Meaning of the Hairband_3 A man’s voice suddenly came from the side.
Olivia, hearing this, glanced over to see a man in his twenties approaching, dressed as if he were a servant in the castle.
The girl was somewhat at a loss for words at his question.
Of course, she wasn’t Leon’s maid…
but she felt it was too troublesome to explain and simply nodded in silence.
The servant’s eyes took on a knowingly feigned smile as he asked the girl, “You’re quite pretty, but why are you dressed in men’s clothing?
And wearing your master’s sword?…
If it weren’t for your attire, I would have thought you were a noble lady.
My name is Olivia,” the girl replied politely without a change in expression.
She wasn’t the type to keep people at a distance, but something about this man gave Olivia an indescribable feeling.
“That’s a lovely name.
Will you be staying here tonight?” the servant asked, casually moving closer.
It might have been her imagination, but in that strange glance, Olivia thought she saw a glimpse of Boris.
While the girl was pondering whether to engage with this stranger, she heard Leon’s voice.
Leon had returned to the forecourt and called out from afar, “Olivia.”
At the sound of the knight’s voice, the servant immediately shut his mouth, bowed his head, and abruptly turned to leave.
Arriving at her companion’s side, Leon looked at the man’s retreating figure.
Olivia shook her head, “Don’t know, seems like one of the castle servants.”
Leon shrugged and continued to lead Olivia on with the task at hand.
Soon, they found the Farolis Family’s Herald Officer, clarified their purpose, and under the guidance of an escort official, they finished specifying their custom banner requirements in the painters’ workshop.
After dealing with the banners, it was getting late.
Leon was invited to dine with the nobles in the main hall of the castle.
Unable to attend the banquet, Olivia didn’t return to her own room but rather, holding a servants’ delivered dinner, she hurried to Leon’s room to wait for him.
Frankly, because she couldn’t roam freely, the girl sincerely found the Lord’s castle more boring than she had imagined before coming.
Had she known, she felt it would have been more interesting to persuade Leon to stay at the inn they had previously visited in town, where at least there were traveling merchants boasting.
When the banquet finally ended, and Leon pushed open the door to his room, he saw the girl sitting with her knees hugged on the windowsill, resting against the window frame, her head nodding little by little, seemingly bored to the point of nearly falling asleep.
Hearing the door, Olivia’s half-closed eyes instantly perked up, and looking up at the incoming friend, she said, “Ah, Leon, you’re finally back.”
“Couldn’t help it, it was the Lord’s wife’s invitation for a dinner, I couldn’t leave midway,” Leon replied with a helpless apology.
He turned to glance at his bag containing gifts, and smiling at the girl, he said, “While I was gone, you didn’t sneak a peek, did you?”
Of course not!” Olivia finally perked up, the green in her eyes sparkling.
The girl turned and jumped down nimbly from the windowsill, briskly walked the few steps to Leon, who was crouching down for something, and promptly leaned on his shoulder, peering forward eagerly, “Let me see, let me see…
Leon lifted his right hand and, despite a tiny protest from the girl, covered her eyes, while quickly pulling the gift out of the bag with his left hand and hiding it behind him.
How about you guess first?” he teased with a laugh.