LUCIA

Chapter 61 The Capital's High Society

Hugo leaned on his arm in thought, as he sat inside the carriage heading towards the ducal residence. It was impossible to guess what he was thinking about from his expression. Fabian sat on the opposite side of the carriage and made a careful attempt to gauge his master's mood.

"Shall I look into Sir. Krotin's whereabouts?"

According to the Crown Prince, Knight Roy Krotin disappeared without a word and his whereabouts were unknown. Insubordination, unauthorized absence and negligence. If one were to charge Roy of these crimes, it wasn't just once or twice.

"For someone like him, he has endured for quite long."

Fabian couldn't help but fully agree with that statement. In fact, it was amazing that Roy had lasted for more than a year without causing any trouble and was protesting now.

"Leave it alone. He's probably sleeping somewhere and will crawl in later."

When Roy was done fooling around and showed himself, Hugo planned to give him some long due 'advice'. It was around time for the efficacy of the last 'medicine' to have fallen.

"And as for the escort matter, I think that's enough, it can stop now."

Although Kwiz was still a prince, the gap between his present royal authority and his authority before the King died was like heaven and earth. Kwiz was under escort and guarding, not lacking to that of a King's.

If someone were to move rashly against Kwiz, they would be charged with treason and their entire family would be under the danger of extermination, hence, there was no one that would move carelessly or take risks at this time.

"Yes, Your Grace."

'Just as I expected. His Grace is lenient with Roy.'

If Roy were to hear this, he would frantically argue that there was no way the Duke was lenient with him since he was beaten mercilessly however, the Duke's leniency was acknowledged by all but Roy.

His master did not treat anyone else the way he treated Roy. Fabian somehow felt like he knew why. Roy was the only person that faced the Duke of Taran with cheekiness and without being afraid. When the Duke of Taran was with Roy, at times, he would seem like an normal person.

'Mad dog, huh...what a fitting nickname.'

Nowadays, in the Capital, the knight Krotin was referred to as the 'rabid dog Krotin'. There was a time when Fabian used to be worried that Roy would get into trouble for acting cheeky in front of the Duke.

That fellow certainly suited the name, mad dog. For a mad dog knows no fear.

"Who is the most famous designer in the Capital?" (Hugo)

"There are a few. From here..."

Fabian looked out the window and roughly gauged their current location.

"The nearest place is Monsieur Jeffrey's boutique or Madame Antoine's boutique."

The male designer was immediately excluded from Hugo's choice.

"Turn the carriage. Head to Antoine's boutique."

Immediately the carriage changed directions and began to head towards the Madame Antoine's boutique. Antoine was definitely one of the famous designers in the capital. But, it was difficult to say that she was the most famous.

Depending on the dressing style that one preferred, the best designer would differ from person to person. The reason Antoine could catch a big customer today, was firstly because she was female and secondly because the location of her boutique was closest to the Duke's carriage.