Chapter 29 - Twenty Nine
Exhaustion gnawed at Ryan as the carriage rolled into the castle courtyard late that evening. The investigation at Lord Collin’s manor had been demanding, both physically and mentally. He climbed out of the carriage, his cloak billowing in the cool evening breeze.
"See to the horses, Davis," he instructed, his voice weary. "And send word ahead that I require a hot bath and a light meal in my study."
Davis inclined his head in silent acknowledgment. Ryan, with a heavy sigh, turned and made his way towards the castle entrance. A sliver of concern, almost guilt, flickered within him as he remembered his earlier confrontation with Suzy.
"Doris," he called out, his voice raspy from disuse.
The ever-attentive maid appeared at his side in a flurry of activity. "Your Grace," she greeted, her brow furrowing with concern at his weary appearance. "You look exhausted. Have you eaten?"
Ryan shook his head, his mind focused on a different concern. "Has the Duchess... has she started reading the books?" he inquired, his voice gruff.
Doris nodded. "Yes, Your Grace. When I brought the books to her room earlier, she seemed determined to get started. She started reading right away."
A flicker of curiosity sparked in Ryan’s eyes. Had she truly begun reading so soon, or was this just another one of her rebellious acts? He hadn’t expected such immediate compliance. Perhaps his harsh words had stung more than he intended. He decided to see for himself.
"Thank you, Doris," he said with a curt nod. "I’ll check on her myself."