"I understand, Your Grace," Louis said, lowering his head slightly. "Do you both intend to stay here longer?"
"At least for a week," Damian replied.
A small, knowing smile appeared on Louis's lips. He bowed once again before taking his leave and heading toward the guest room that had been prepared for him.
As soon as he was gone, Damian's expression shifted.
"Why do I feel he hasn't told me everything?" he murmured under his breath.
Beside him, Maurice swallowed nervously, recalling that he had been the one who informed Louis about the mission's completion.
Damian did not press further. Instead, he turned and made his way upstairs.
When he entered the room, he found Eilika standing by the cupboard, neatly placing freshly ironed clothes inside.
"Is Roman not with you?" he asked.
Eilika glanced over her shoulder.
"No," she replied. "He's in his room, drawing. A maid is with him."
She closed the cupboard door and turned to face him fully.
