Chapter 319 - Crowley Hall Ⅱ (2/2)
Tiffany shrugs and says, ”Papa had to return early to take care of some business, and so instead Mama and I will entertain ourselves and head over to Baths to stay at Madam Lavu's Beauty Salon for relaxation and beauty treatments. And as for Silvia-.”
Tiffany paused and furrowed her brows for a moment, before recalling the correct tidbit of information. ”Ah, yes, something about them having to visit family up north on the continent. A cousin of some sort finally had a baby, and the entire Flint family is away congratulating the older couple.”
”Poor Silvia,” Bethanie muttered. ”She so wanted to watch the Quidditch World Cup.”
”She should be back in time,” Tiffany mused. ”Her father is needed at the Ministry.”
Tiffany's eyes widen as she mutters, ”Oh my.”
”What?” Bethanie asked, before turning in the direction of Tiffany's gaze.
Standing a bit apart from the crowd is a curly-haired woman with light hair that had become silver overnight, and a dark-haired man with dark eyes, Mr. and Mrs. Wilkes. The couple was being ostracized after the tragic Malfoy wedding. Most of those present did not believe that the couple was innocent and had known what their son had been doing. But worst of all, the second son of the Wilkes, the same age as Esmond was being ignored by all of the children present.
Bethanie sees Esmond timidly tug on her arm causing to glance down at him. Esmond quietly asks, ”Can Silviu and I still stay friends, Bethanie?”
Bethanie looks over at the quiet trodden boy, who faintly resembled his older brother. Silviu Wilkes shared the same dark hair and dark eyes as his elder brother, but that is where the resemblance ended. Where Wilkes had curly hair and a bright personality, Silviu is much more of a quiet nature like Esmond.
”Well, I don't see, why not,” Bethanie finally relented at the pleading gaze of her younger brother. ”He's not to blame for his brother's actions nor more than are his parents.”
Esmond's face brightened up before dimming back down. ”But Spurgeon's best friend is Cosmin, and Silviu's, older brother killed him!”
”Then that is his older brother's fault, not Silviu's,” Bethanie firmly declared. ”And if, Spurgeon or anyone else protests, come tell me.”
Esmond happily puts down his plate and wanders over to Silviu. Silviu's face lights up as he glances up at his parents for permission. The Wilkes couple nods their head as the two boys happy scamper off to a corner of the ballroom to play.
Tiffany watches the two boys wander off and mutters, ”Well, at least the Rosier's aren't here or else, I think you might have been made a liar, Bethanie.”
Bethanie shakes her head and says, ”I'd argue that the Prince's wouldn't like it, and the Rosier's wouldn't protest such a statement. Just watch me.”
”If you say so,” Tiffany muttered under her breath, not the least bit convinced. Quickly the conversation turned to more cheerful topics as they observed the flow of the party.
However, elsewhere the figure of Bogdan Fawley escorted a rather pale-faced witch outside of the hall. If anyone noticed no one paid much attention to the licentious witch failing to return with Bogdan Fawley, and mysteriously failing to ever appear again at social gatherings. It was a rather common event that no one would ever be curious enough to ask why. After all, who hadn't swatted an annoying fly or two in their time?