I arrived at the Duke's chambers late at night, after all the partygoers had left. I stood in front of the door for a long time, transfixed. I knew that I had to knock on the door, but I didn't do it right away.
«What am I doing »
The Duke had invited me to his chambers, that could only mean one thing…
«What if he forces me to do something I don't want to?»
"Knock on the door," Queen Catherine commanded me.
Was I supposed to do it?
"Knock the door."
Maybe I could still regret it.
"KNOCK THE DOOR, DARK-SKIN."
My hands trembled.
NOCK, NOCK.
The creak of the door opening...
"Bachué! You did come!" The Duke said clearly happy to see me there.
I made a small bow.
"My Lord Duke."
"Come in, come in, please."
The Duke's room was the largest and most elegant I had ever seen. The walls were lined with shelves of hundreds and hundreds of books. Everywhere I looked, I found a book.
