''Would she reply to my letter?'' A deep, smooth voice sounded within an office. A man with familiar oceanic blue eyes and silver hair stared at another man at the front of a desk. His elbows were on the desk, and his chin rested on the back of his hands. His brows were creased together, and his lips faced down, it was obvious that he was displeased about something...or someone.
''Your excellency, Her lady…'' The other man, the aide of the grand duke, could not give a definite answer, as he knew better than anyone how the father and daughter behaved around each other.
Like strangers.
''I expected Dante to take care of her..''
The aide wiped the cold sweat off his forehead at the aura the grand duke emitted. The latter called the duke hayes by his first name, indicating that he had lost his respect for his son-in-law.
