The door to the servant's rest area creaked open, causing Stark to jolt awake.
For the past two days, he had been spending all his free time training in his mind space, honing his abilities as he endlessly fought with Caylus.
As a result, he was almost always exhausted. He would have probably been hospitalised by now just from blood loss alone if not for Chubby.
The chief maid stepped into the room and gave him an exasperated look before walking towards the workers.
"I need a pair of two to get something from the market." She glanced at Eva before she continued. "Eva, you're obviously going since you know all our regulars. Who wants to volunteer?"
No one answered. Some began to whistle while others avoided eye contact with the woman. It was not that the task was particularly difficult, it was just that the weather was terrible.
It had rained throughout the night and even now it was still drizzling. No one wanted to go out in the cold and muddy environment.
