Chapter 29: DENSE MARQUIS
In a mansion in a certain fief, a woman was staring out of the window at the starless sky.
Even when she heard the sound of a carriage approaching, she sat still and made no movement.
No reaction could be seen from the once cheerful woman except for her occasional blinks, momentarily hiding her despair and sorrow filled eye. She seemed to be in deep thought, but at the same time, thinking of nothing at all.
In another part of the same mansion, a man could be seen coming out of a carriage and heading into the mansion. He frowned as he saw only his Butler outside to welcome him.
He shook his head as the other person who usually welcomed him home with a happy smile didn’t do so anymore. The younger man stopped and turned to the Butler.
"What about the boy and the Marchioness, Butler Richard?" He asked.
"The Young Master retired to bed after having dinner about an hour ago. The Madam has been in her room and is yet to come out." The Butler replied honestly.
"That means he ate alone. Again." The Marquis mumbled. He wasn’t able to return in time to have dinner with his son.
A frown remained on his face. Ever since he brought his son home, his wife who used to greet and welcome him home every time he returned, had stopped. Was she still angry with him?
’But I have apologized to her. We did not love each other anyway,’ he thought as he continued in the direction of his room.
It had been a month since he found out about the child and brought him home.