"Congratulations on your wedding master."
The man stood at the rooftop, the cold wind of the night blew against him fiercely. A dark brown liquid currently sat in the glass he sipped from, his lips a slightly dark pink color. As the glass touched his lips however, he stiffened as if the cold had seeped through his bones, but reality, it was a strange feeling of warmth swelling his heart.
"It's a very special night for you master. The wedding night, I'm sure the new mistress must be waiting for you right now." Gavin spoke once more since his earlier words of congratulations had been ignored.
It wasn't an unusual occurrence for his boss to be so cold and silent, and many times Gavin had felt like he was talking to himself but it didn't matter, as long as the master was listening.
