3rd POV
The night came sooner than expected and it was finally time for her to go back to the quarters.
Kamala never would have thought that she would actually miss those rusty and stained pillows but after the day that she had, that was the only place she wanted to be in.
The plates on Alister's desk were now near empty with almost no food in sight. The boredom got the best of her and eventually she came around and starting eating as it was better than doing nothing and staring at the boring blank wall.
The rest of the day went by in silence as neither Kamala nor Alister knew what to say after that conversation.
The night fall came shortly after, signaling that it was time to leave. Kamala packed up her cleaning utilities and what not, before heading towards the door.
"Goodnight my lord."
She recited before heading down, leaving Alister with his own haunted thoughts.