"Your Grace, I regret to inform you... Marquis Adams... has returned to the arms of the Lord..."
The words of the Archbishop plunged the atmosphere of the entire venue into icy silence.
For a moment, everyone couldn't believe —
Marquis Adams was dead?
The second son of Duke St. Hilde, the first in line to inherit the North Territory, was dead?
And he died at a banquet in his own castle!
This was too absurd!
However, reality frequently transcends absurdity.
The nobles widened their eyes and covered their mouths, not even daring to let out a terrified gasp, fearing they might upset Duke St. Hilde.
The Duke just stared blankly at the Crystal Magic Chandelier on the ceiling as if the person declared dead was not his son, but an irrelevant passerby.
Only after an unknown amount of time passed.
Finally, a voice punctured the suffocating silence.
"Archbishop, how did Marquis Adams die?"
It was Queen Midela who asked the question.
