Lord Nicholas sauntered back to his seat with the glass of alcohol in his hand, "You don't think people will question you from where you have come? You are safe here and with people who care about Leonard but that doesn't mean you're safe out alone. Some already know of your background since your first visit here, don't you think there will people of the society ready to use you for things that are unethical. What's the proof that you aren't a maid anymore? You might be a runaway servant who might be sold to another family which might I add not turn out to as civil as the Carmichael's," his words made her feel worried.
It wasn't something she wanted to hear but everything he spoke was the truth.
"Pardon me if my concern has upset you. I must be terrible host," he apologized, his eyes looking at her unblinkingly.
