After the days had passed, the Count had finally spoken the truths he had known and did. Lucien and Fred, on the other hand, could only thin their eyes as they heaved a sigh. They were in their room. Fred was thinking deep enough with his hands on his desk while his eyebrows were knitting. Lucien was sitting on one of the seats. He was looking at the paper that the Duke and he had constructed. His eyes thinned. He knew that this was going to happen, but he had never prepared his mind for it yet. He realized that there would be a lot of things that would be sacrificed.