They should have comforted him. Eased his anxiety to win her heart but it had a strange effect on him. He felt like she had crushed him somehow. Like a fatal blow, she had choked him. The feeling was strange; he did not have so much pride.
Yes, it must be that, pride! A hollowness that made humans do foolish things. The duke did not marry twice because of his pride. He did not go to Grothem town to look for his daughter. If he had loved her, he would have gone to every nook and corner. He closed his eyes and forced a smile on his face.
"I see!" she nodded warily as he started cleaning her wounds.
"You do not need to visit my room or do gestures. It is completely a business deal. If you ever want divorce to return to your lovers. I will give you that as long as we split properties." but all the properties belong to her only. It would be her, who would give them to him.