"How's your sister?"
Nathan saw his father walk up the stairs, looking like he had rushed home as soon as possible. His usually neat brushed-up hair was slightly messy and creases were lining up the side of his eyes.
"The doctor is still inside, examining her."
George, the butler, had already removed the coat off of his shoulders and smartly retreated to the side upon realizing that the two were going to talk.
The marquis had finally got closer, his worried eyes fixedly staring at the closed door.
"She's not suffering any injuries, is she?"
Nathan shook his head in return.
"Don't worry, father. She doesn't have any of that," he then put on a serious expression, "But I need to tell you something. It's about the ambush."
There was a slight pause as the air stagnated. Leon looked at Nathan, his face was grim.
"Who did it?"
"Uno said that they were all mages." Nathan watched his father's reaction closely.