We made it to Ashford Manor without too much trouble. Dylan and the rest of the servants, who thought I would never come back, greeted us on the doorstep.
— Your Grace, we were so worried about you!
After the rumors of my imprisonment had spread in the country, another piece of news was awaited: the announcement of the date of my execution. After all, by today's standards I had committed an unforgivable act.
Everyone in the palace was all over Camilla like a piece of crap. So even the maid who accidentally broke a service in front of her deserved the death penalty. Never mind me… I literally attacked her.
No one expected me to return to the manor in just a few days, whole and… Alive. The servants, who had already lost hope, couldn't hold back tears of joy.
— Come on,» I grinned. «It's no big deal.
— Your Grace, how can you say that? We almost died of fright here…!
— All right, all right, I'm sorry… I won't make you worry anymore.
