Linea decided to make things easier on herself this morning. Instead of dressing to prepare breakfast and undressing to serve Master Donovan, she chose to wear only the grey short waffle-weave robe available. Upon finishing cooking, she could easily drop the robe to kneel at his side while he ate.
When Master Donovan entered the dining room, she hurried to set the plate of eggs over easy, thick-sliced bacon and wheat toast on the table before he sat. Once he was seated, she shrugged out of the robe to kneel next to him.
"Master Donovan?"
"Good morning, Linea. What is it?"
"Good morning, Sir." She shifted her weight to her heels. "When I said I could cook, I failed to mention that anything I cooked would not be as good as what you prepare. I pale in that aspect."
He smiled at her, reac
