Meanwhile, back in the Grand Duke's estate, Luis rubbed his index around the glass rim. Sat upon the armchair placed near the long window while he gazed outside. From his vantage point, he could see the bustling capital with people as tiny as ants.
His brow arched when he heard a knock from the door. It opened, and a person entered even though he didn't give his permission.
"Your Grace, Lady Marsella had reached the Ross Estate safely," said the man in a polite and distant tone.
The man gazed up when Luis didn't respond. He could see that the Grand Duke had something in mind, so he probed.
"Your Grace, are you certain that you want to hasten this marriage and not negotiate with Marquess Ross?" he inquired curiously, but Luis remained silent. "Although it will be challenging, we had our cards to put a pause on the wedding indefinitely."
