The Duke, who allowed his wife to avoid him all afternoon due to his over-the-top behavior during the day, received the message, "The madam says she will stay in the guest room on the south side tonight" at bedtime.
The Duke drank the remaining red wine in his glass with an expressionless face.
"Very well."
Conrad, who delivered the message: "..."
The Duke looked at him expressionlessly, "So, why do 'guest rooms' even exist in my castle?"
Conrad: "..."
The Duke didn't want to hear any nonsense answers.
He abruptly stood up and paced back and forth restlessly in the room like a beast.
This reminded Conrad, who was cleaning the glasses, of male animals in spring.
Suddenly stopping, the Duke said, "No, I'm going to bring her back."
Conrad calmly nodded, "Good idea, sir."
The Duke, about to leave, suddenly paused, "Have those 16 Golden Knights been checked?"
"All sixteen are still unmarried," the professional steward knew exactly what the master truly cared about.
