Lady Melinia

"Serena, how are you these days?" Ivian asked.

He was seated in his usual chair.

He put the papers he was holding aside to look at the Duchess of his household.

She was currently seated in one of the guest's seats. Like any other day, she would take a sip from her tea and act normal

"I'm fine with my daily life, Ivian. I should be the one asking you that," Serena responded.

She then put the tea on the table and looked at her husband. The corners of her lips rose, but Ivian knew that smile very well

The Duke didn't ask anymore questions. He thinned his eyes and then formed his lips into a thin line.

He nodded slowly and eventually went to read his following documents.

The room stayed quiet for a second. Serena then resumed reading a book from the shelves.

Then her eyes caught on some words that made her lips unconsciously curve upwards

~When a bird was caught, there would be no sense of escape. The owner of the cage had already prepared a beast inside~