In a mansion in a certain fief, a woman was staring out of the window at the starless sky.
Even when she heard the sound of a carriage approaching, she sat still and made no movement.
No reaction could be seen from the once cheerful woman except for her occasional blinks, momentarily hiding her despair and sorrow filled eye. She seemed to be in deep thought, but at the same time, thinking of nothing at all.
In another part of the same mansion, a man could be seen coming out of a carriage and heading into the mansion. He frowned as he saw only his Butler outside to welcome him.
He shook his head as the other person who usually welcomed him home with a happy smile didn't do so anymore. The younger man stopped and turned to the Butler.
"What about the boy and the Marchioness, Butler Richard?" He asked.
"The Young Master retired to bed after having dinner about an hour ago. The Madam has been in her room and is yet to come out." The Butler replied honestly.
