08-25-2018, 10:50 PM
Apparently, Satsume was very bad at hiding his expression.
"What?" asked Cecily.
"Nothing... it's nothing," he said. He gave an exaggerated shiver. "Still waking up, that's all."
A servant walked past, carrying a tray of tea and cups. Without saying a word, he set it down on the table. Satsume flashed an appreciative smile. "Hey, thanks!" he said. He reached out to grab one of the saucers.
The butler seemed almost put off. "Oh no, sir - allow me." He picked up the teapot and poured a greenish brew into several of the cups. "Would you care for some honey or lemon?"
"Uh... sure," Satsume said awkwardly. This was like learning a new language for him. He had never been served in a castle before; he grew up with the understanding that everything had to be earned. Is this the kind of lifestyle that Cecily is used to?, he wondered. No wonder she hates being on the road so much.
As he received his tea, Satsume heard a clattering sound behind him. He looked over his shoulder and saw Lita's bodyguard, Goldhardt, standing upright very quickly, as though trying to hide the fact that he had just caught the edge of one of the chairs with his big armored boot.
He chuckled. "Need a little wake-up sauce yourself, eh big guy?" He motioned for Lita and Goldhardt to join them at the table. Then he turned back to Cecily.
"So, what's all this about a ball? We playing a game or something?"
"What?" asked Cecily.
"Nothing... it's nothing," he said. He gave an exaggerated shiver. "Still waking up, that's all."
A servant walked past, carrying a tray of tea and cups. Without saying a word, he set it down on the table. Satsume flashed an appreciative smile. "Hey, thanks!" he said. He reached out to grab one of the saucers.
The butler seemed almost put off. "Oh no, sir - allow me." He picked up the teapot and poured a greenish brew into several of the cups. "Would you care for some honey or lemon?"
"Uh... sure," Satsume said awkwardly. This was like learning a new language for him. He had never been served in a castle before; he grew up with the understanding that everything had to be earned. Is this the kind of lifestyle that Cecily is used to?, he wondered. No wonder she hates being on the road so much.
As he received his tea, Satsume heard a clattering sound behind him. He looked over his shoulder and saw Lita's bodyguard, Goldhardt, standing upright very quickly, as though trying to hide the fact that he had just caught the edge of one of the chairs with his big armored boot.
He chuckled. "Need a little wake-up sauce yourself, eh big guy?" He motioned for Lita and Goldhardt to join them at the table. Then he turned back to Cecily.
"So, what's all this about a ball? We playing a game or something?"