"Where is Anastasia?" The maids gasped to see blood stains on the duke's clothes. Not because they were surprised that he had killed someone. The duke had killed many delinquents and criminals. He was revered in the whole empire for his bravery. Or it could be beasts.. But what surprised them was he was looking for his wife without cleaning himself first. Their master was known for his meticulousness and proper manners.
He had grown up as a perfect noble and gentleman. Yet..
"A carriage had been sent from the marquees family. The lady left with the young master, your grace." Garrison paused in the track. The marriage.
He took a deep breath and sat on the sofa in the hall. The sofa had always been there but it was the first time it was used. The family members only received the guests in the meeting room assigned to each member. This hall.. The maids looked at each other and then at Garrison who looked lost. They had never seen their master this lost before.
