GDC 161

Warning

Lucion lay back diagonally in a long-backed chair, staring out the window.

The lace curtains on the open terrace door swayed slowly in the wind.

The northern air slipping inside his shirt was quite cold, but instead of closing the door, he lifted the bottle of strong liquor on the table and drank straight from it.

As the clear liquid slid down his throat, his neck burned sharply.

‘What am I even doing here?’

Lucion covered his tired eyes with the back of his hand.

From the beginning, coming to Blenheim had never been his choice.

— ‘Go and seduce the Grand Duchess.’

Princess Pelianes had spoken casually, as if asking him to deliver greetings.

— ‘Your looks work well enough, don’t they? Make it so the divorce happens because of her fault.’

She said it was a waste to give up marrying the Grand Duke.

— ‘And if…