Back on the roof

Prudence sat at the common dinner table and the Orson asked the maids to serve the food.

The lady was not in the best mood could easily be seen.

In fact the murmurs had already started on why Vincent decided to have food separately.

"Maybe she passed him off again," said one of the maids.

The other one hummed, "Sure she did. All she does is bring trouble for herself. If one day His Grace gets angry and punishes us instead then I am sure she won't feel the shame."

"Yeah, His Grace can be very volatile with his anger," the first one sighed before she saw Orson glare at them.

Prudence couldn't hear the maids but she could read the room.