•♠️•A Heart's Shadow is a Spade•♥️•

Chapter 3

♥️Meeting with Nobel Michel XIII♠️

On the way towards their destination, Zain had taken the chance to introduce himself to the siblings. His lips curved upwards in a smile. "It's a pleasure to finally speak with you two, Master Lev, Lady Minerva. I am the Head Butler here at Nobel Michel, Zain."

"It's nice to meet you too, Zain!" Lev answered with his usual cheeriness. His sulky attitude back in the dining room was nowhere to be found. Minerva gave Zain a nod reverting back to her usual silence.

Small talk passed between them until they had arrived at the study. Zain gave a quick rap on the door and opened it when given the command to do so, holding the door open for them. "Right this way, if you please,"

The door shut behind them with a mute click, Zain joining Theo on one side of the study. The elder man in the room stood up from his seat and strode to the middle of the room giving the siblings a warm smile as he stroked his beard in thought. "So you two must be the unexpected guests, ho ho ho,"

Lev gave him a lopsided grin. "That's what everyone's saying, yes."

"Ho ho, so they have," Lord Michel chortled. His first impression of the two were better than he imagined. Even better was the fact he could see their resemblance to their parents... there was no way he could mistake them for anyone else's children when the resemblance from parent to child was this unmistakable and it brought him great joy to see a lineage long forgotten come back. His smile grew. "you two are honoured guests here at Nobel Michel. I will be glad to support you two in any way if you will permit me."

Minerva cut in before her brother could say another word. Her clear blue eyes unyielding with her suspicions. "Why are you being so kind to us? We haven't done anything to gain your trust or vise versa..."

"That is a good question, a very good question." Lord Michel nodded in good grace. "It will be answered when the time is right."

He then introduced himself, simultaneously putting a stop to anymore unasked questions. "I am the Lord of this estate, Nobel Michel XIII, though I'd appreciate if you called me Mike, ho ho ho,"

"Then Mike it is!" Lev replied joyously. He pointed to himself and his sister. "I'm Lev and this is my sister, Minerva!"

He gave a little dance on the spot he was standing, clearly over the moon with how he was feeling. Though it did baffle the onlookers with the display. "I'm meeting so many new people today! Isn't that great, Minerva?"

"Mm," Minerva answered with a small smile on her face.

In his joyous state, Lev took out his phone. "Then to commemorate our newly found friendship, let's trade numbers! That goes for you two as well, Theo and Zain!"

Lord Michel caught sight of the fabric keychain and hid a knowing smile. It was all the proof he needed to confirm who these children are. He gave out a chortled laughter, stroking his beard. He was most certainly in the best of moods today. "Very well, Zain will provide you with my number and any other necessary numbers you might need."

Small talk ensued until Lord Michel had broached the subject towards their lunch. "I assume the meeting with the Princes had gone well,"

Only Lev freaked. "Princes?! They were Princes?!"

He turned towards his sister asking for her opinion. "Minerva! Were they really Royalty?!"

"It was only speculation..." Minerva replied with a soft tone, not in the least bit bewildered like her brother.

"You could've told me!" Lev whined. Minerva rolled her eyes already set on ignoring her brother who continued to fret. "What are they going to think of me now?! I hope I didn't leave a bad impression on them!"