“And here I was, thinking that I wouldn’t meet you for quite a while.”

It was a voice that I last heard only half a day ago.

I hadn’t thought that the young woman would command the night the same way she did the day, but it was quite the opposite. The mist in the station decorated her impeccable golden curls, which framed her striking face. Her cobalt dress wafted about in the breeze, making me feel as if I was at a ball.

It was Luviagelita Edelfelt.

“You as well?”

“Blame the astrologer over there,” Luvia said with a glare. Flueger looked away immediately, trying to pass it off.

“Ahaha, I did a little fortune-telling, and guess what! It told me that the most powerful person I know happens to be in London. I simply had to invite you. Don’t you agree?”

Lord El-Melloi II's Case Files: Grand Roll (Middle); Chapter 3, Part 5