James had been returning late, getting himself wasted every night, visiting brothels and bars in search of Jenny. He had completely turned off any connection with Mr. Alestier, and he barely seemed to be interested enough.
"Ca-Careful!" The petite maid named Elancia, who had been tending to James lately, thankfully managed to get hold of him. He was reeking of alcohol and smiling like a nonsense. She somehow managed to lend him a shoulder; dragging him along, James finally ended up in his bed.
'It's not good for him to sleep in these clothes; they must be uncomfortable,' she mused, but she paused right when she realized it would be inappropriate to touch someone else's man—and that too when she was a maiden.
