Silvio frantically searched the residence for Draco's figure since he needed to report. He had been searching for Rosina back in the city for two hours, but there was no sign of her.
Silvio returned home and reported the incident before it was too late, and Rosina would be missing. The guilt was eating him alive, and he blamed himself for getting distracted and being unable to protect Rosina, which was supposed to be his appointed job.
"Your Highness! Prince Draco!" Silvio screamed. Panic was evident in his voice, and his eyes were trembling.
Ferro appeared from the kitchen with a confused expression.
"Sir Silvio, His Highness was not here in residence. The Prince was in the Palace," Ferro stated with furrowed eyebrows.
"Oh my goddess," Silvio rubbed his face due to frustration, and his anxiety was racing toward the room.
"Protect your hand when you're confident you're in the lead. Don't be greedy and try to milk your opponent for a few more chips when the pot is already large."