SIGRID

“Of course, my lord. If you’ll accompany me on the way to the mansion… truth is, I’m still a bit upset,” I replied, sticking to all these silly protocols.

He helped me into the carriage, and to the eyes of everyone else, it seemed like a polite gesture, just an apology.

The door closed, the curtain was drawn, and the carriage began its ascent up the hill toward the mansion grounds.

As soon as we were out of sight, the friendly atmosphere turned cold and hostile.

“I’m the one who sent the