"Okay."
Leon nodded in response to show that he understood, then got up and alighted from the carriage.
At the lady official's request, he donned a cloak and hood, concealing most of his face, and then entered a roadside restaurant named "Golden Herbs," where he found the private booth the princess had reserved in advance.
Seriously... even having a meal has to be so clandestine, like an underground party rendezvous...
After silently mocking the princess's peculiar dining style, the ravenous Leon took off his cloak and sat in the obviously meticulously prepared booth, patiently waiting for his dining partner to arrive.
However, ten minutes, fifteen minutes, twenty minutes... a full forty minutes passed, and the princess who claimed she'd definitely arrive within fifteen minutes was nowhere in sight.
And having slept an entire day since returning home that morning, with his last meal still being lunch yesterday, Leon was truly so hungry his eyes were almost turning green.
