The kitchen was the normal way it used to be in the morning, rowdy and noisy with the clinging sound of cutleries against plates, and pots filling the atmosphere and a lot of other activities going on all at once.
Ethan walked briskly into the kitchen, an unsmiling look on his face as he swept his eyes around it, he paused for a while and observed how everyone went on with their work without noticing his presence before clearing his throat to get their attention.
"Good morning Sir Ethan" Were the words that filled the air as they all turned to his direction, each of them prostrating as they allowed the words slip out of their mouth.
"Good morning Sir Ethan" Allison, who was stirring a big pot of soup over the fire, was the last person to offer her formal greeting.
"Can you all give me a moment?" Ethan went on to ask, not like they had any choice, "I would like to talk to Allison privately" he added.