He woke up unusually late the next morning. The sky was overcast and not even a single ray of sunshine penetrated the clouds. His late awakening meant a mouthful from Fiona.
He brushed quickly and ran to the kitchen,expecting to find a heap of utensils. But,to his surprise,there weren't any. The food was already laid down on the dining table. It was a pretty fancy breakfast with a bit too much of decoration.
This was the first time he'd seen food on the table when he woke up. Usually,he was the first in the kitchen and last out.
A hand suddenly touched his shoulder. He was startled and jumped back instantly. It was Fiona.
"Aren't you going to eat?",she asked.
He felt that his brain has malfunctioned for a moment. He quickly collected and reassured himself that it was an act to impress the guest.
"Yes.",he said politely. He knew the face he had to put up. He stuffed the food eagerly into his mouth. It was one of those occasions he couldn't miss out on. If he did, he wouldn't get a redo ever, probably. But there was also the fact that he couldn't eat as much as he wanted,since Fiona was glaring at him.
The moment he finished his breakfast, Fiona snatched his plate away and washed it. It was a day he would never forget,he knew then and there.
At 11am,the bell rang. Fiona sprang from the sofa to open the door. He looked keenly towards the door.
The door was pulled ajar by Fiona. It revealed a short, elegant looking man. His face was stern. He had long white hair and a black goatee.
He let off an immense aura. He didn't expect the guest to be quite as powerful of a presence as this.
He keenly looked around the manor. His eyes fell on every corner and it was as if his sharp gaze penetrated the walls to reveal all of the secrets it held. Fiona also seemed a bit taken aback. She also felt that the atmosphere had just changed with this man's entry.