When Nicolai arrived at the main hall, he stopped one of the guards who kept guard at the front door. Though the man was the guard of their family, Nicolai used this man and many others like him to cause chaos in the city as he liked.
"What's going on?" Nicolai asked as he came to a stop in front of the man. "What's with this ruckus?"
"Sir," the man began with a polite voice. "It's your cousin. He broke his leg while working in the hospital. Now he is currently resting in his room. It seemed quite serious."
Nicolai narrowed his eyes. "Serious? As in, he is never going to walk again, kind of serious? Or he just needs a few days or weeks to recover, serious?"
A crease appeared on the face of the man. He pushed his head a tad bit forward before answering slowly and tentatively, "I think it's the latter. He needed someone to support him but apart from that he was joking around as usual."
