[Herman Manor]
"You know, I have been wondering for a while now. When are you going to leave, your grace?"
The lump on the sofa—my sofa, who was casually reading a document, turned his attention to me.
"Leave? Where?"
Look at this guy…
"I don't know? Back to your own mansion?" I berated sarcastically– "To the palace? Or maybe you could do your duties as the temporary duke of Agera or something? Somewhere else but here?"
The plan succeeded two nights ago, yet Lukas stuck around for some reason.
Yes– he is still in my bedroom and he is still sleeping on my couch like it's nothing.
"Ah." The duke then went back to reading.
"Ah? That's all you have to say? Are you jobless or what? Why are you still here, your grace?" I huffed while waving my hand fan.
I could probably understand that he stayed the same night the plan commenced, as he did say he was in an extremely bad mood and had even demanded that I heal him.