The villainess's slow prison life

The Duke is Puzzled by the Situation

Even though his daughter had been thrown in prison, Duke Ferguson was busy with his work like usual.
Normally if a criminal were to pop up in one's family, especially a noble one, the other members should show a modicum of self-restraint and act discreetly.
With Rachel's case however, there was only a one-sided conviction on the Prince's part, and the Duke would never admit guilt to something like that. Rather, because the final judgement from the King hadn't been handed down yet, it was his duty to actively fight the charges and claim innocence.
The oldest son George was on the other side, but the father Dan was still the head of the house. And no matter what his son said, he refused to back down.

That's why he wasn't short on any information from the barrage of visitors that passed through.
But then almost as if by chance during a lull of the busy coming and goings of the Duke's guests, Rachel's personal maid Sofia arrived at the Duke's Office looking as if she were here to wait upon him.

"Pardon me Master."

During such a time, there was two other maids waiting patiently by the door leading to the outside hallway. Sofia alone walked forward, giving a deep and respectful bow straight out of an instruction manual.

"It's about My Lady's matter"
"Ah, Rachel's current status"

The Duke finished signing a document before resting his hand and looking up at his daughter's subordinate who had just entered......although to be precise rather than his daughter's this should be his wife's subordinate, but it seems that any servant attached to their daughter end up having their loyalties skewed to a certain personal preference.
Completely unconcerned with the conflict inside the Duke's heart, Sofia stepped forward as calm as ever.

"Yes."
"Umu. How is she?"
"According to the report, My Lady is doing just fine."

The young woman finished her report and gave a single thanks.
The Duke in turn stared at her for about ten seconds.

".......Is that all?"

The Duke spoke in a befuddled voice as he realized that nothing else would come out even if he waited, and Sofia in turn answered him completely serious.

"Yes. That is the summary."
"No, No No! No, that is far too concise a summary. What am I supposed to understand with just that?"
"I think you'd understand that My Lady is doing just fine."
"That's all!? There's nothing else!? If there are any other details then please release them."
"Right.......then, I'll deliver them later."

Looking somewhat unconvinced Sofia turned back.

"Lisa, could you bring the daily report from the watchman to Master?"
"Hah"
"Meia, please call the primary physician Monton here as soon as possible."
"Hah..........Sofia, should I be calling the large doctor in charge of heart surgery? Or the young one with the psychosomatic medicine?"
"Why are you asking something so stupid!? The Master, didn't he say he wanted to know the details of Our Lady's latest activity records? It should be obvious that you'd call both. Use your common sense."
"Hah"

After giving out instructions to her fellow maids, Sofia turned back around and gave another bow.

"Master, when looking over the daily report, do so with a stable pulse and after lying down in bed."

The maid's words went in one ear and out the other with the Duke only really caring about one thing.

.............common sense, what?

Once the Duke had managed to regain his mind, he made a small cough and changed his instructions.