Aster's grieving expression turned cold when his mother finally left the room. He didn't want to face his mother right now. All he could bring to his duchy were shame, guilt, and problem. If his mother stayed for too long, his pretense might crack.
He looked at the corner of the room and called his subordinate, "Jain, you can come out now."
Jain emerged from the hidden corner, he hid very effectively that Aster 100% knew his mother hadn't realize anything. Jain kneeled in front of Aster, "This subordinate is under your order, Young Lord."
Jain looked up at his master. He frowned in his heart. After that spring festival incident, Young Lord hadn't talked to anyone including him. His expression was always bleak and it got even worse after he reported the circulating rumors around the city about him and Crown Prince.
