Upon opening the door, Grael's new neighbor looked at the old man and the young child before him, feeling puzzled and curious but mostly recognized Grael—his neighbor, rumored to be a retired professor from the Royal Academy of the Holy Kingdom, known for his old-fashioned ways.
Of course, these were all things he'd heard, considering on this winter night, what gentlemen and ladies enjoyed the most was playing bridge, and a man like him, with a wallet as full as his card-playing skills, naturally became the darling of the Salon.
"Mr. Grael, what brings you here?" The new neighbor raised his eyebrows, while thinking of several backup plans in his mind.
If he had come for financial support for education, no problem, he could send the old man away with some money.
