As the moon cast a silvery glow over the grand estate of Sinclair, Duke Alexis returned to his ancestral home, his thoughts were in a torbulent state, and his heart is dying out of jealousy.
Gaston, observed his entrance with a keen eye, sensing the burdened his young master has.
"Your grace," Gaston addressed him, his respectful voice was now mixed with concern.
Duke Alexis met Gaston's gaze, his expression a reflection of the storm within him. "Gaston, I must confess, the words of the Empress Dowager still echo in my mind."
Gaston remained silent, patient as he awaited further explanation.
Alexis continued, his voice tinged with both frustration and hesitation. "She spoke of things beyond what I had dared imagine, of becoming an Emperor to win Cassiopeia's heart."
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