Still looking around in wonder at those who flinched or took cover when the young man burst in, the Count blames this behaviour on the lack of actual war experience and the general decline of the duelling culture.
"What kind of foolery was this?" he asks loudly, though addressing noone in particular.
The Count then makes his way towards the body on the floor, only to stop and regard the man rushing past him.
Rather curious accent. Say, wasn't that ...
"What kind of foolery was this?" he asks loudly, though addressing noone in particular.
The Count then makes his way towards the body on the floor, only to stop and regard the man rushing past him.
Rather curious accent. Say, wasn't that ...