"It is a great delight to see you here. Thank you for accepting my invitation, Your Grace."
Dallas gave a curt nod in response to Barrett.
Ember's funeral had been held in their living room, the room bustling with people in black attires.
"I'm sorry for your loss."
Dallas quickly added, adjusting his coat smoothly.
"Thank you."
Barrett gave another curt nod.
"I'd like to attend to other guests. Do have a pleasant night."
With that, Barrett twists around, disappearing into the gathered crowd.
Heaving a heavy sigh, Dallas spun around, immediately facing Edward.
A scowling Edward.
"Your Grace."
Edward Hall gave a quick bow to Dallas. Duke Dallas responds with a small smile, expecting Edward to say something to explain his presence and the reason he stood firmly in his way.
"Is there something you might need from me?"
