Seeing as you get your own clothes on and off every day, you're inclined to take in stride the sight of bodies in a state of undress. [+Phlegm]
"I must know," you say, clearing your throat after a moment's pause. "Is His Grace the Duke genuinely seeking performers? Or are the stories about his search only taking your act as their source?"
"Oh, no, Ruffino has real teams at work watching our fellow Brentons embarrass themselves," Gwendell says. "And he is seeing supplicants at his palace who care to try their luck."
It's a relief to be reassured that you did not break away from your family for a pure fantasy. "Have any from the Bardbrood showed their skill and sought a position in the court?"
Silence