The end result of our being held captive by the Windsors was that we became servants on their own estate.
I never thought in my life that I would have to experience something like this. From the noblest aristocrat of the Azeroth Empire, I became a nobody in Oberon. At that moment, my social position collapsed below the baseboard.
And moreover, the Marquess of Windsor did not exaggerate at all when he said that we would live in this house on a par with the rest of the servants. Since the Marquis was in charge of the Razor, Maximiliana herself volunteered to escort me to the new room.
I was already taken aback when I saw her. And what's more, I had no other choice.
The tiny room in a separate wing of the estate was almost three times smaller than my previous chambers. There was only enough space for a narrow bed, one chest of drawers with clothes and a table. Even my hospital room seemed bigger than this one.
