The Count pressed his hand to his forehead and answered in a subdued voice.
"Speak."
"You must leave the castle and return without being discovered by the Duke."
The Count lifted only his eyes, staring at his son.
"You must go and return in secret, without anyone knowing."
"Where."
"This crisis is impossible to overcome with our strength alone. It was never power we seized by our own strength from the beginning."
"……."
Anger surged within him, yet these were words he could not possibly refute.
"Therefore, we must reach out once more to the one who first extended a helping hand."
"……."
"I will go and meet the head lady-in-waiting of Her Majesty the Queen."