Either the architect or the conceptor of this manor was doing a good job… Thought Abigail as she was standing one step behind her master to his right side….
From that place, she can see to all the property lied below her, as her master, who foresee the training men down below at the training field….
More than the view to the field, the balcony provides wide view including to the barracks for the fighters, the house slaves, kitchen, even to the woods and forest surrounds it…
Abigail’s eyes squinted and her eyebrows furrow….
Isn’t she was supposed to go to the market….? Thought Abigail as she saw Mia, tip-toeing under the shade of the three towards the kitchen….
Feeling something’s odd, Abigail braved herself and speak to the master….
“Apologies, Master…. I will take you your favourit
