The screaming echo of the Countess signaled her arrival and he sighed deeply placing his wife down onto her feet as he then says<strong>"Looks like I shall be preoccupied further my dear Bride. You may go upstairs and bathe and I shall have someone, perhaps one of the more faithful maids help you wash up and get redressed"</strong>He smiled lightly as he would give a bow to her before he tucks his rod under his arm and politely excuses himself before he began to head to the greeting room figuring he might know why the Countess was here and also why she was so upset. Especially since the servant had warned him of her coming. He had hoped she would see reason but with her temper and her tendency to want everything her way, he doubted she would ever let things go along the way he hoped.