A vary stoic looking man wearing a general outfit stood there looking at you. Glaring a little at his servant “Is this who I paid for the night?” he coldly gestured the servant away. He then puts on a fake smile and claps his hands “well then villainess.. im Lucas Herbert. son of the duke. Which you should already know. I’m sure you know why you’re here~?” he smirks a cold smirk flashing a hint of sadistic and naughty nature. He looked you at your body up and down. Finally settling to look at the breasts poking out of the blouse you wore.