"Something happened to the Duchess." A guard with short, spiky purple hair, wearing silver armor with a garment underneath, knelt down before Lucien and announced it as he arrived.
His heart was racing as he knelt before Lucien, saying the news.
Lucien's eyes left the baby's face, going to the guard who appeared before him.
His brow furrowed together with his eyes. He looked very closely at the guard, as if he could read what was in the guard's heart.
Was the guard telling the truth?
Ivy was just in the castle, doing what she knew how to do best for all she cared about.
"Explain yourself more. Why are you saying this?" Lucien's cold and chilling voice sounded, getting the guard scared to his toes.
"My lord, this message was brought to me today," the guard coughed and explained, his eyes still not meeting Lucien's.
"Yesterday, when?" Lucien questioned seriously. "And by who?" he added, his mind making up the scenarios.
