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There was no sight of the father yet.
Marianne and Noverrne went towards the direction the young duke had sensed her father, cautious not to call any enemies' attention, yet sooner than later his skill found a dead end, losing track of any clue available.
"He must be close, I saw him being stabbed so he shouldn't be able to move much." — Marianne said as soon as Clemente informed her of the situation.
"Stabbed?… Even so, the fire is starting to consume the mansion… It's a matter of time before we need to abandon this place for good Marianne."
"I know… let's go upstairs. He might have gone in search of the duchess."
"Do you mean your mother?"
"… I guess so." — Still reluctant to call Elenaide her mother even as she felt concerned about what could become of the woman in these circumstances, Marianne muttered. Unwilling to explain for it felt exhausting at the time. — 'It is complicated so… I prefer to be judged instead.'
