Chapter 535

There was a grand banquet in the evening at White Hall, and Frank sought out Aria.

"I won't hold you accountable for what you did," he said. "You can keep everything I gave you, but I have one request—once we return to Riverton, you'll tell Winter that nothing ever happened between us."

Aria was taken aback. "I-I can keep your presents? You're not upset?"

Noting her disbelief, Frank nodded. "I had lost myself that night, or that wouldn't have happened at all. Don't worry—I'm not upset, but no more dirty tricks like these, okay?"

Aria nodded repeatedly as she saw the clear warning in Frank's eyes. "Oh, are you going for a tourney tomorrow?"

"Yes."

"Then…" Aria appeared to be at a loss, but soon resolved herself and picked up the glass on the table and poured in wine. "Thank you for forgiving me, Frank. Cheers."

Frank sighed in turn—while Aria had clearly made a mistake, he was responsible too.

It was the first time in a long while since he passed out drunk, and he really should