"Arrange a bath for me." The maids hurriedly went to bring the pails of hot water and arranged a bath for him. But like always, he refused their help when Cedric took bath.
He unbuttoned his shirt and it fell on the ground. His back and his chest was covered with a lot of scars, marks of the sword, dagger and much more. He looked nothing like a noble who had lived a privileged life but a warrior that he had always been.
He dipped into the water and closed his eyes.
"Brother… why? I do not need the position of duke. I can never get the position of duke. Then why?" his desperate voice rang in his ears and he held the corners of the bathtub tightly.
