Chapter 15 Nice To Meet You

Vincenzo's POV

"Enzo! Vincenzo!"

Damn it, this is earlier than I would have liked.

"What is this nonsense I hear about you returning home with a mage!? A mage!" What were these workers doing? It seems that as of late they've been gossiping more than working, I'll have to have a word with Beatrice about it.

"Well... Stop massaging your forehead and tell me if it's true?" My fingers stopped rubbing my forehead and I tilted my head up to see my mother standing at the door of my study, her arms crossed and a frown on her face.

"It's true," I confirmed, getting out of my seat. "See for yourself," I mumbled, gesturing my head to the open balcony door where Eleanora was currently situated.

"See what?" My mother asked curiously.

"The mage that you're talking about, Eleanora," I sighed and turned my head to the balcony doors to see the said mage already returning to the room.