~ Sylara's POV ~
After I had finished eating, I came downstairs to talk to Nicholas. He had asked the maids to serve me the bowl of chicken soup in the room, and the innocent maids had to wait until I finished eating even when I told them I would be able to take the dirty plates downstairs. They had insisted that their boss instructed them to wait until I finished eating. They even had to taste the bowl of chicken soup before I began to eat.
I struggled my way downstairs because of my sore feet. The house was big, and I had no idea where to start looking for him, but fortunately for me, he walked inside the living room just after I climbed down the last staircase.
"Why are you walking about?" he asked, his voice a low rumble that vibrated through me.
"I... I just wanted to tell you tha
