Duke Tristan's residence…
How should I describe it honestly without sounding like a fan criticizing her idol?
Let's put it this way. Imagine a castle that is honorable, sturdy, and dignified—then take away all the pretty ornaments, artistic statues, excessive flowers, dramatic curtains, and sparkling crystal chandeliers—and then just don't install any of them.
The result… empty.
So empty.
So cold.
It looks like a haunted house that was abandoned just yesterday.
That is Duke Tristan's residence.
Well-maintained? Yes.
Clean? Obviously.
Grand? Structurally speaking, yes.
But warmth from furniture that pampers the eyes? That's the point.
It's like a donut with absolutely no toppings. Imagine a very delicious donut that tastes amazing, but it feels hollow. There is nothing to please the eyes or sanctify my precious tongue.
Nothing.
That's how it feels.
And the sad part is, my handsome Duke Tristan is a man who has won various wars.
