I slowly entered the house. A maid welcomed me in.
My throat was awfully dry while I was getting drenched by sweat.
What the hell was wrong with my body?
"I will inform the master at once." The maid was about to leave.
But that didn't matter.
What mattered was that I was here for Marg.
"Do you know where I might find Marg?"
"I believe she is in her mother's chambers by the west terrace. Would you like to go there, first?"
This was count Melheim's house. And I was trespassing. He'd be my father-in-law soon and since he was the master of this house, I had to pay my respects to him first.
I sure as hell wasn't going to do that though.
"Yeah."
He's so into it that he didn't even notice the bugs below.
Anyway, he's about to become a bit more decisive from now on.
The guy has finally got some development. (I think.)
Well, probably.