Chapter Five – The Princeps’s Inner Sanctum
“Will our esteemed guest enlighten us on the reasons of his enlisting in our school?”
To Lawrence’s slight shock, Anton, seated now with his legs crossed, was lighting a pipe. Actually, it was Abelard fixing it for him. With practiced elegance, Anton gestured with the pipe, not bothering to thank his acolyte for doing that for him, as if he expected Lawrence to start blabbing already.
“We weren’t introduced,” Lawrence said. Felix had al