Cold Shoulder

"Young master, the lord had called you in his room. There is a guest waiting for you." Elara looked at the child with a worried face but he did not spare her another look. He let go of the book he was reading and placed it gently on the table before standing up and following the servant to the meeting room.

It had been a week since Grace was dragged out from here. Since then Killain has hardly talked to her. She was still his governess. She took care of everything he needed and he often demanded things he needed but their conversation had only been professional. 

She wanted to be a simple servant from the start but now that she had become one, she was restless. Since then Cedric had called the child in his room and for meetings often. But she didn't know what they were doing there.