Jake strolled into Triston’s room with a cup of coffee. Triston walked out of his changing room almost immediately, wearing his night gown.
"Here is the coffee you asked for," Jake said and handed it to him. Triston felt the hotness of the coffee in his face and sniffed it before taking a sip.
"Why did you bring it yourself? You could have asked a maid," Triston said.
"I brought it myself because I wanted to have a serious talk with you." Jake said, folding his hand across his chest.
Odette was eavesdropping on them through a small gap in the dressing room. She managed to hide away from Triston when he was in there because of how spacious it was. It was unknown to her that Triston knew she was there.
"Then it must be very serious. I am all ears." Triston said, drinking his coffee.
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