This was precisely the sort of opportunity Charles had been looking for. London! Which of course meant he could see Piper again before months had elapsed and the young man had forgotten about him entirely. It would also be a great opportunity for him to show his father, and himself, that he was capable of living up to his station.
"That would be wonderful! And I shouldn't like it if I would be separated from all of you for the entire summer," Charles said, genuinely happy with the suggestion. He tried not to let his mind race ahead of itself to worrying about failing and disappointing his father. He also tried not to let his excitement run away with him, but that was more difficult. "How soon would I be leaving?"
Instead of worrying or choking on his breakfast in excitement, now he was put in mind of what to pack. His book of sonnets of course. And something with a happy ending that he could share with Piper. He would worry about how their meeting would actually go once he was settled at the townhouse again.