Once they returned to the castle, Sigrid followed Roland to the drawing room on the second floor which was right next door to his office.
"I need a change of clothes." Roland shuddered and turned to leave.
"Why?" She asked. The clothes they had on were perfectly clean. They had not engaged in any extreme activities that had resulted in sweating. Why did he need to change.
"Its something I do." He answered with minor irritation on his face. "I know that it makes no sense but when I visit a house with people that are mourning or if I attend a funeral, I just...." He looked up and groaned.
Sigrid placed her feet in the chair and laid down. "You don't need to explain."
