West Borough, 9 Hope Street, the Prime Minister's residence.
Aguesid Negan stood behind a large table and looked at Earl Hall with a serious expression.
"Lord Hall, my secretary should've briefed you on what has happened. You're the first noble that I've thought of at this moment."
The important member of the Conservative Party, who was presently Prime Minister of the Cabinet, looked like he had aged considerably. His tall, thin figure leaned forward as if unable to bear the bad news, to the point of needing to prop himself up on the table with both hands.
But his eyes were still sharp and his attitude calm.
Earl Hall, who had a beautiful mustache, sighed and said, "I'm sorry to hear this piece of news. It has shocked me greatly. I was thinking of visiting His Grace in a few days to discuss the bill that we're all very concerned about, but who would've known that he would be attacked…"
