“Because they lie to you with the accounts. The kitchen spends less than what they tell you, but they think that since you’re that rich, you wouldn’t care. “
“I don’t.”
“Well, there you go.”
The servant had heard what Killian said and shifted nervously in his position, so Ricard nodded to him.
“You can leave us for now, thank you. I will call you for the dessert when the time comes. And the food looks great, thank you.”
“Yes, Sir. “
The servant glanced at Killian before he went to the door and closed the heavy, decorated door behind himself.
“They don’t hate you yet, “ Richard said, “but if you continue acting like a spoiled little brat every time you are here, they will, eventually. Everyone will. The servants in London know you better, but here- they see you rarely, and if you act
