Something was thrown in his face.
Count Steza had never encountered such a situation in his life.
His family was wealthy and noble.
They invited the most cultured teachers to educate the children, and even these teachers dared not lay a hand on them.
And after the easiest period for education, he became even more the face of the Steza family.
Who would dare to slap the face of such a noble?
He had never even seen such a gesture, because no one dared to lose their temper in front of the Count.
What if the behavior was seen as lacking composure? Would anyone gamble their future on it?
So when Steza was slapped in the face, he was completely stunned.
But he instinctively knew this was not about physical harm, but rather an attack on dignity and character.
What he felt first wasn't anger... but absurdity.
Someone like him was supposed to live his entire life in a bubble of luxury.
Normal air from the outside world would taste bitter to them.
