If Chéri had ever heard of an “esquire”, in whatever language, Chéri had never heard anyone introducing themselves like that. Which meant he inevitably went “Pleasure, Mr Écuyer,” with not a doubt in their mind about the surname of the man.

Chéri frowned and looked at least a little bit surprise “How you know that?” Had his former “friend” sent Mr Esquire to retrive them? Had they met this man before? Had their fame reached England? How was that eve possible? How did he know he would meet them here? Or was Zechariah a friend of Mr Wilde? Chéri was having a really hard time not looking shocked by the idea. Instinctively, they retracted and looked towards Tristan. Was he going to save them or was he also part of a potential scheme? Chéri’s mind was racing.

“Oh… I’m sorry?…” why was their new employer telling them that. What was that supposed to mean?