The Duke Kayden returned to his grand mansion, his emotions a tempestuous sea within. His steps reverberated through the hushed corridors, each echoing footfall a testament to the turmoil that churned within him. The mansion, once a haven of opulence, now seemed fraught with tension.
Gathering his trusted subordinates and loyal followers, Kayden's eyes swept the room, his gaze stern and piercing. He sought to unveil the traitor among his ranks who had reported his actions to King William. The faces of his subordinates bore the pallor of fear, their unease palpable in the air.
"Someone among us," Kayden began, his voice a blend of disappointment and anger, "has betrayed our trust and reported my actions to King William."
The room remained tense and silent, the eyes of each servant darting about as they avoided the Duke's gaze.
Kayden's voice grew more impassioned. "I urge the traitor to step forward now. Honesty will be your salvation."
