Chapter 87: You Care For Me, Father

[CONTENT WARNING: Hints at child abuse, though not explicitly mentioned.

—ARMAND MONTFORT'S POV—

"We should inform his majesty, no?" Duchess Hrolfsdottir's sad and panicked voice was vague in the Grand Duke's mind, his eyesight only allowing him to see blurs of colors and movements by that point.

"I do not wish to disturb his studies, Ducchess." That had sounded like the Count. Armand would've scoffed at the man's show of concern if it wasn't taking every amount of energy he had left to keep breathing.

"It's the Grand Duke, Pierre! It's his uncle! It's his majesty's last blood!" the Ducchess all but screamed, her frustration clear as day as she panted heavily.