Brandon
I made Rachel upright, and took my arm away from her wrist. "Thank you," She muttered, avoiding eye contact.
"Rachel…"
"Let me go and start working immediately!" She said quickly, interrupting me.
"Oh, okay," I nodded and she left, to take care of the hallway.
After a few hours, Rachel was done with working. She entered the room and saw me sitting, and facing the various types of food which were all on the table.
"King Brandon?" She called, and I looked at her. She looked quite surprised.
"Why haven't you started eating? Hasn't it been twenty minutes since this food was brought to your table?" She asked.
"Yes," I answered.
A light frown occupied her face, and she shook her head. "Is the food not cold already? Why didn't you eat? Should I go and warm it up?" She asked, and
