The Torture Room I

“As usual, Milady here is your tea.”

“Thank you, Linia. By the way, did you happen to see where Kaylla is?” As Linia sets the tea and cake in front of me, I inquire. I specifically ask Linia to fetch me a cake, and perhaps the family's head chef, whom I respect because all of his cuisines are delectable, baked me one.

My favorite cake, strawberry flavor, is what I see when I look at the dessert. If Linia's remarks hadn't caused me to turn away from the cake and focus instead on her happy smile, I might have started to drool.

"Kaylla, been busy following Sebastian's orders, Milady. If you'd like, though, I can call her for you," Linia says as she was about to approach the door and open it. I take a few deep breaths before finally grinning at her.

I answer, "No, you don't have to call her Linia, I'm just glad she's doing alright," but as I turn to face her, I notice that she is biting her lower lip and diverting her attention away from me to the ground.

I can tell she was concealing any