Delphine's body stiffened for a brief moment, then she offered a smile and said calmly, "Please come in."
In Desmond Wood's opinion, the radicals were a bunch of greedy lunatics, but Delphine hadn't expected the radical leader to be such a refined and elegant man, with a demeanor as soothing as a spring breeze.
"I should have visited sooner, but I heard that Delphine has recently become pregnant and needs to rest. That's why I've come late. It happens that the evening is the best time to visit a friend," Finnian said as he entered the room, taking off his shoes, standing on the wooden floor in socks. He reached out with a slight smile, then sat cross-legged by the tea table on one side and continued warmly, "Desmond rarely engages with the world and doesn't understand much of social etiquette. If he's caused trouble for you, I ask for your forgiveness."
