"How could he do something like this to us!?" Martin fumed as he paced in front of his father's study. Opposite him was the calm Federico. To his left was Dorothy who never said a word since they left that place.
"That man is truly shameless! There is no way that you would let him disrespect us, right Father?"
"What would you have wanted me to do, Martin?"
Both Martin and Dorothy looked at Federico.
"The streets sing praises for the man. The rumors that the Saintess refused to heal the wounded reached the ears of the citizens. If the Duke hurt her… they would have laughed and moved on with their lives."
"How could they act like that? She helped save a lot of people from the plague."
