Dinnertime At the Mansion

                                    

                                          


                          
Sebastian walked down the spiral staircase to the main hall, he then made his way down to the kitchen to prepare dinner. He planned on making filleted salmon and Annalise's favorite soup, french onion soup. Although the flavors don't complement each other, she specifically requested them earlier in the day. He had been trimming the garden when she came to ask him. She looked like a child, still in her nightdress and barefoot. She practically begged him before he even had a chance to tell her no, even though Sunday was when he took these random combination requests. She seemed to have forgotten what the day was because when he said yes she looked so happy, as if she had expected Sebastian to say no. Annalise jumped up and down. Her long black hair bounced with her which had amused Sebastian, he had never served a girl like her before. It was something of a sight, to see a girl of nobility to be so excited about getting her favorite meal that she jumps for joy. He stopped thinking and began filleting the salmon as he simultaneously began cooking the soup. He was thinking to himself about the girl he was serving, Annalise, such a strange young woman he had at his fingertips. Sebastian mixed in some wine into the soup and seasoned the salmon that was now almost done. Annalise sat down at the dining table waiting. She twiddled her thumbs thinking about Sebastian, but she quickly shook away the thoughts. Sebastian walked in with his coat tails off and dinner covered. Annalise smiled as the thoughts began creeping back into her head. "Ahem, my lady. Your stare is becoming quite intense. If you continue your stare, you very well may bore a hole through me." She shook her head as he set her food in front of her. The smell already permeating her nostrils. The sweet scent of french onion soup and the smell of the ocean that came along with cooking the salmon made her tremble. "Your cooking is even better than my old chefs cooking. He was amazing. His name was Bardroy , says he used to work for a child master and a very odd butler. Never could squeeze the name out of him." Sebastian snorted and whispered under his breath. "You mean that bafoon actually learned how to cook a proper meal?" Annalise perked up after taking a bite. "Did you say something, Sebastian?" He shook his head as he stood behind her. "No my lady, just wondering if the french onion soup was to your liking?" She nodded while smiling. "Yes, as usual, your meals are amazing. Anyways, while I have you here, do you have a dress picked out for Tuesday's ball? I know it is only Sunday, but it never fails something will go wrong and I want it to happen sooner than later while we are trying to get ready." He nodded. "Yes, it is a blue dress to compliment your eyes and accentuate your curves." Annalise nodded in approval as she took another bite of her salmon. "Very well, make sure to keep it in your room, if anything happens to the dress in there, the money to pay for it will come out of your pocket!" She shot a glare at him. When she looked at him her expression softened. Sebastian winked playfully and took her plate away. "My lady, I do believe it is time for you to be getting to bed." Annalise nodded and stood up walking to her room.