There was another loud crash from the study, and the staff, that had gathered in a huddle in the hall grimaced. Their heads turned as the main door opened, and Eisen slipped back inside.
“Oh thank God you’re here man, maybe you can talk him down.” Cook said, taking his arm and dragging him down the hall.s
“What are you talking about?” Eisen asked, but before any of the staff could answer, there was a clatter, and a drunken bellow from behind the door.
“Wine! Bring me more wine!”
Eisen winced. “How long has this been going on?”
“Pretty much since you left,” one of the footmen supplied. “He gave Justine the baby, and shut himself in there."
“Where the hell is the god-damned wine!” The door slammed open, and a shirtless Duke staggered, hanging heavily on the side of the frame
