Those harsh words left Lyndon hiccupping internally, his breath catching in his throat as he struggled to find a response.
"Oh, well—that's…"
"It's not just Lyndon who feels that way. I am also quite worried to hear that the Duchess is unwell, but it's still better to finish today's portion of work," Terrance interjected, his voice tinged with concern yet resolute in his dedication to duty.
In the end, Terrance helped a little as he could no longer stand it anymore. The two of them were already determined to be punished by Raven, but he, on the other hand, was confused about something else on the inside.
'What am I doing? Love?' The thought gnawed at him, a foreign concept that tangled his thoughts and emotions into a confused web.
His confused eyes trembled after quite a long time, the weight of his internal struggle reflected in his gaze.
