"Miss Wolanski, are you alright?" the maid asked anxiously as she hurried over and found Rosaline on the floor, clutching her side and whimpering softly in pain.
Before Rosaline could gather herself, Louis stepped forward and picked up the small box that had slipped from her hands. His eyes briefly fell upon her before his expression settled into one of restrained disapproval.
"Miss, you cannot wander into this wing of the residence whenever you please," Louis said in a firm yet courteous tone. "The Duke does not permit anyone to enter these chambers without his approval."
The maid gently helped Rosaline to her feet. Still unsettled, Rosaline reached out, attempting to retrieve the box from Louis's hands.
Louis lifted it slightly out of her reach and studied it for a moment.
"I presume this is meant as a gift," he said calmly. "Since His Grace and Her Grace are away from Varos for the time being, I shall keep it in safekeeping. When they return, it will be delivered to them."
