Chapter 20. Angelina

I was shocked. It seemed to me that Reive had really lost his senses. Maybe he wasn’t an earl at all, just a common or garden robber? He might get a knife out of a secret pocket and cut the shop owner’s throat. Then, he’d take away not only suits but everything else.

I turned my head aside, fighting the urge to slap my forehead and cry out. However, I didn’t do anything of the kind. Instead, I looked into the necromancer’s arrogantly-joyful glowing eyes. I almost smiled. If Reive was a robber, then he was a very charming one.

The shop owner standing behind the counter was gulping for air with his mouth wide open like a fish that a whale had spat out on the shore. I was already expecting he would call security or just tell us to get out of there. Maybe he would also give us a swift kick in the rear end to say goodbye.

Suddenly, the man turned pale, smoothed his moustache and...  smiled broadly. Although his lips were quivering,