Chapter Twenty-SixYiannis was tempted to sleep late the following morning. He, Thalia, and her father had opened a bottle of champagne straight away. They’d been joined by Fungy and Rose, who had stopped by on their way out to a soiree to see if he’d had the nerve to speak to Thalia and then ended up staying the evening. More champagne had been opened. If he remembered correctly, a party was being planned as well.
Before going to bed, he’d had a private word with Thalia and promised her that they’d examine the statue this morning. He couldn’t go back on his word, no matter how heavy his head.
As he expected, his bride-to-be was already up and having breakfast when he came down.
“Well, you slept late!” Lord Pemberton-Howe said with a laugh.
“A little too much wine last night, I’m afraid
