He seemed to be poisoned by her, a kind of love poison with no cure, and all the psychiatric experts in the Sovereign Capital said they couldn't find any mental illness in him!
Edward White doesn't want women, and of course neither does the Admiral!
"Crown Prince... wants..." Does he want the school belle, were words he couldn't get out.
He received a cold stare from Lucas Knight.
The man forcibly changed his words to: "Crown Prince, would you like a cup of tea?"
"Hmm." Lucas Knight nodded.
The card game continued until after three in the morning.
The bottles of wine on the table were cleared one batch after another.
Lucas Knight didn't touch a drop of alcohol that night, smoked a few cigars, and then got up and left.
Harry North respectfully: "Sir, Miss Eva Nightingale has already gone to bed."
"Didn't you say you weren't going back tonight?"
Lucas Knight looked at Harry North for two seconds before saying, "Harry, go and play cards with them!"
