Thank her for the information.

After this chat with your not so unpleasant guard, you feel already better prepared for the coming audience. You wish Alhild a good night, and the door closes. You lay down on your bed and think about the implications of what you just learned.

In this world, you're part of a minority: men. But where in most cases, this would mean disadvantages, here, it seems to be a rather privileged position. Being able to choose from quite a large pool of ladies, with way less competition, having several female partners without being frowned upon. It suddenly strikes you that this might not be a dream, but a reality in which you could—or must—spend the rest of your life. And, although you now know one thing more about this society, there is still a lot to learn, if you want this life to be a good one. Your coming audience before the duchess will be the crossroad where you further fate shall be decided. So, you decide it's best if you get a good night's rest now, to be ready for the big event. You blow out the candle and sink into troubled dreams, overshadowed by the monumental, ever-changing figure of the mysterious duchess.