Nobles began to disperse one by one until the last one disappeared from the duchy. The servants also started to clean up the garden with spencer taking the lead.
''How could his grace..'' Spencer sadly stared at some empty patches on the green pasture. He knew how much hard work and money the duchess used to develop the garden from scratch, and yet it took some words from the duke to destroy brutally for his wedding to another woman.
''The duchy would not be peaceful anymore,'' His ears pricked at whispers from some maids.
''Which madam will you be loyal to?''
'' Honestly, I don't know, but the new wife has his grace's love. Being with her could guarantee my safety.''
''But her grace has the grand duke..''
''This is not the south. Besides, can't you see that his grace had never looked her grace since the beginning of their marriage?''
