I look over some documents as I eat my dinner silently in the empty dinning room, with Agamemnon and Sybil standing by. I've repeatedly mentioned that I dislike them hovering around me while I eat my meals, but he insists on acting like my butler till the end.
Well, it works for me most times because Sybil is pretty good at picking up on when I'm not yet satisfied and brings me refills before I even have to mention it.
"Would you like more of the sweet curry, my lord?" Sybil asks just as I take a spoonful of the last bite on my plate.
"No, give me some more of the spicy curry this time." I respond, settling back into my chair as I wipe my mouth with a napkin.
"Right away, my lord." She states as she collects my plate and moves to the kitchen.
Sipping on the fresh slightly sour lemonade Sybil prepared earlier, I look over the files on the left side of the table. "So the vampires are still causing a fuss, huh?" I mumble.
