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Chapter 32 - Warm Time With Isabel

Azael was walking through the corridor.

'Alright, I will try it tomorrow.' He had decided to move forward with his plan faster.

Now he needed to go and get fresh.

"Oh~ I heard you went monster hunting with big sister."

Azael stopped walking and turned back. Standing in the hallway was Liana. His other sister.

Her long blonde hair flowed in soft waves down her back. Her crimson eyes looked at Azael with interest.

She was wearing an emerald-colored gown that covered her whole body, but it was tight against her sinful curves. Her body was not as voluptuous as Aeliana or Arista… but she was not far behind them.

'In a few years, this girl will be on Arista and Aeliana's level' Azael thought.

"Oh, Liana. Well, I did go with her," Azael replied with a gentle smile.

If there was anyone he interacted with the least in this house, it would be her.

She was busy with her own training and lessons. She also often went to her friends' houses for tea parties.

"It seems you are working really hard for Aeternum Academy."

"Yes, I am..."

"Good, good."

She walked closer to him. Very close. Until they were only inches away from each other.

She was only a few centimeters shorter than him.

Her face was very close to his.

Azael was taken aback by her sudden approach.

"What are you doing?" he asked, confused.

She looked straight into his eyes and said calmly, "You have become more handsome."

Azael didn't know what to say for a moment. He just awkwardly nodded. "Uh… thank you."

She smiled softly, then walked past him.

"Take care," she said as she left.

Azael just stood there for a moment, then shook his head slightly and continued toward his room.

Soon, he entered his room and went straight to the bathroom to take a shower.

After taking a bath, he wore black trousers and a white shirt. His black hair was still slightly wet.

He lay down on the bed, staring at the ceiling, feeling a bit tired from the day.

Just then.

Knock knock.

"Young Master… may I come in?" It was Isabel's voice.

"Yes, come in," Azael replied.

It was always Ellire who used to take care of Azael's necessities, food, and other work. She was not his personal maid, but she did everything because of Duchess Aeliana's instructions.

But now Azael had asked if Isabel could do Ellire's work instead. He felt more comfortable with her.

Isabel, despite being the head maid, gladly accepted.

Meanwhile, Ellire was actually happy to finally not work for the scary young master anymore.

The door opened slowly.

Isabel entered the room carrying a plate filled with food.

The moment she entered, Azael could smell the delicious aroma.

He got up from the bed and walked toward the sofa near the wall. There was a small table in front of it.

Isabel gently placed the plate on the table.

Then she straightened her posture and said respectfully, "If you need anything, feel free to tell me, Young Master."

Azael smiled gently.

"I don't need anything… but I want you to sit beside me and talk with me. It's boring to eat alone."

Isabel was surprised. Her eyes widened slightly behind her glasses.

She immediately shook her head. "Young Master… I am just a maid. I cannot casually do this."

But Azael stopped her.

With a teasing smile, he said, "I am ordering you."

Isabel sighed softly.

Then a small smile appeared on her face.

"As you wish, Young Master."

She walked slowly and sat beside him on the sofa.

As she sat down, Azael could smell the sweet scent coming from her.

Azael watched the food.

The plate was filled with a variety of warm food. There was a bowl of creamy vegetable stew with carrots, potatoes, beans, and soft chunks of meat in a thick, rich gravy. Beside it were two pieces of freshly baked bread with a golden crust, still slightly warm.

There was also a serving of buttered rice with herbs sprinkled on top and a side of sautéed vegetables—beans, carrots, and mushrooms cooked in light butter and spices.

On a smaller plate, there were slices of roasted meat covered in a dark, glossy sauce. The smell was rich and savory.

He tore the bread and dipped ingo stew and eat.

"Hmm~ this is tasty...I was so hungry. Hehe~ thank you Isabel" Azael said with a giggled.

Isabel smiled warmly at his bright expression. She looked like someone who was happy seeing Azael laughing.

"Young Master, I am truly happy to see you like this..."

Azael stepped eating and turned towards her. "Happy to see me like this? Well good for you cause I am going to show you my many sides."

"I will be happy to see them."

Azale then leaned his back against the sofa.

"Can you accept my one request?"

"What is it?" She asked curiously.

"Hehe~ nothing. I am just feeling lazy. So, was wondering if you could feel me. Please~"

Seeing his pleading cute expression Isabel couldn't refuse him.

"Okay okay I will do it."

Isabel picked up a piece of bread, dipped it into the thick stew, and carefully held it in front of Azael.

"Open your mouth, Young Master," she said softly.

Azael leaned forward slightly and took a bite with a happy expression.

"Hmm~ this is really tasty," he said while chewing.

Isabel watched him quietly as she prepared another bite. There was a gentle warmth in her eyes as she continued feeding him.

She dipped the bread again into the stew and fed him another bite. Then she used a spoon to scoop some of the creamy stew and blew on it lightly before bringing it toward his mouth.

Azael opened his mouth again and ate it.

"You're eating like a child," she said with a small smile.

"Hehe~ I don't mind if you treat me like one sometimes," Azael replied lazily while leaning comfortably against the sofa.

She continued feeding him patiently, sometimes bread dipped in stew, sometimes rice with meat gravy, and sometimes vegetables with a spoon.

"Do you want to eat?" Azael asked.

She shook her head."I already had my lunch. I hope you will eat this all."

"Of course. You are feeding me now. So I have to eat all."

She really felt warm seeing him enjoy the meal so much.

At one point, when she fed him a piece of bread, her fingers brushed lightly against his lips, and he accidentally licked a bit of the stew from her finger while taking the bite.

Isabel didn't react much and simply continued feeding him calmly, as if she didn't think too much about it.

She then scooped some stew with a spoon and held it near his mouth again.

"Careful, it's still hot," she said softly.

Azael blew on the spoon lightly and then ate it.

They continued like that for a while, quietly sitting beside each other, one feeding and the other eating, while the room remained peaceful and warm.

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