"I think I'm going to die," moaned Clara, hanging freely from Marcel's arms.
"Just stop talking and I won't murder you myself," Marcel grunted when she wouldn't stop complaining.
He was heading to the sitting room where he would be received by his father. It was the only place he could go in this house unless summoned otherwise by his father.
Even at that, Marcel was alert and looked for any sign of them and he came up with nothing. Since there was no form of chaos, that meant she still hadn't made any move and was still cleaning. Hopefully, Arianna never initiates the plan and just leaves the same way she came. His sister could wait a little more, but he could not recover Arianna if she died.
