"My Lady, did my ways with words upset your comfort?"
"?? Uh? Pardon?" — To the sudden interruption of my thoughts from Duke Clemente, I straightened in my seat, a tad confused since I had started to forget the recent exchange while filling my thoughts with anticipation to meet my suitor. — "I-I do not seem to understand your question, your Grace."
"… I have been told my tone tends to be unattached… And the lady grew quiet, which although it was only natural before, even then your spirit showed a disposition to converse further unlike now."
"…"
"It might be that my answers were not to your liking is what I am saying."
With straightforwardness, not leaving behind said tone that I was already aware was not used with any sense of grudge or dislike… I ultimately puffed an entertained chuckle, dismissing the surprise it invoked to release some of the tension the mere question summoned.
