Heinrich looked at Odila with a questioning gaze. Odila cleared her throat while drying her hair.
"She seemed very tired," Odila reported, "The wound on her calf had been dressed already. It was done poorly, so I changed the dressing. From what I can tell, it looked like an arrow wound. After she washed up, I put her to bed. She slept right away."
Heinrich furrowed his brow and looked at August, "Suspicious?"
"Very suspicious," August replied, thinking carefully about the situation, "And her bodyguard is not with her either. Usually, Mr. Killian is very meticulous, is he not?"
"He is," Heinrich nodded, "And that is the suspicious part."
"I blame you." August sneered, "Who told you to let them go outside? You already knew it was dangerous."
"Please do not blame our Master, Mr. August." Odila uttered, "It is disrespectful-"
"I will blame him because it was his fault." August swiftly said, "Take responsibility now."
