What Nana Doring said replayed on Simione's mind over and over. She couldn't help but felt something different about the cook's innocent comment but it sure did trouble her for some reasons. It was good though that the food Nana Doring prepared was a good one, delicious enough to make her forget about their conversation for a while but when she was done with her dinner, her thoughts went back to square one.
Troubled, she chose not to head back to her room and instead made a little stroll in the garden. She walked mindlessly and allowed the night breeze to comfort her. She got lost track of time though and it was too late already when she noticed that she had been out for a while.
"Where the f*ck have you been?" She was welcomed with Hawk's chastise and a quite intriguing sight. Few maids lined up in front of Hawk with expressions that cannot be painted. It looked like they all received a good chiding.
"In the garden, I made a little stroll,"
