Uncle Gerald chuckled softly, his eyes twinkling with hesitation.
"Well, young master, I was planning to come alone, but there was a bit of a change in plans... His Majesty sent a carriage to the house, insisting that I come along with someone else." replied with an apologetic smile. "We had no choice but to oblige. The head maid, Margery, also accompanied us."
Adrian fell silent for a moment, absorbing the information. His thoughts turned to the head maid, Margery, a maternal figure who had always looked after him and his sister with great care. "Where is Aunt Margery? Why didn't she come with you?"
Uncle Gerald hesitated, his expression turning somber. Just as he was about to speak, Adrian interjected, a realization dawning on him. "Wait... has she gone to meet...?"
"...Yes. You are right, Young Master."
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