Easton groaned, "Goodness, I forgot to ask Lady Angelica what her favourite colour is.".
He suddenly remembered that he promised Iker that he would. He sighed, how annoying it was, if he was to see, Iker, he knew that the first thing he would ask him was if he did as he had promised.
"Great, just great. I cannot bump into, Iker, he would be upset," he sighed. "I am just going to have to ignore him until I find out what I promised too.".
Easton hated being stressed, it just made him feel even more stressed. On top of that, he was hungry, he was sure he had not eaten today. He was annoyed, angry and hungry all at the same time.
Easton lazily made his way to the kitchen. He was too impatient to wait for the midday meal to be served.
"Lord Easton," the cook called.
"Greetings, please serve me something to eat, I have not eaten all day," he said.
"Right away, Lord Easton," he scurried to prepare him something.
