People were surprised to see the Duke outside of his room, but none bothered to speak anything as they all had things to do.
Both of them stopped at a large door, it was one of the guest suits.
"Go on," Damien said. "She's been worried about you. Don't make her more sad." He said with a hint of worry just to make it clear he indeed cared about all of them.
"I..." The Duke started. He wanted to say something, but nothing came.
"It's okay Dad. If anything, she will be extremely happy to see you outside of your room. Just go in and talk."
With a determined nod, the Duke knocked on the door.
"Come on in." They heard a sad yet firm voice. The voice which the Duke had heard before, the voice of his wife.
The Duke took a deep breath, and he opened the door.
Damien saw his mother gasping at the sight of her husband, she cupped her mouth and let out a small gasp. She quickly rushed towards him, wrapping her arms around him.
