Clipped on her pale blue hair, a few precious baby blue pearls shone against the light. She was quite tall. Perhaps, taller than Ghana, the only woman he knew who was much taller than him. The dainty jewelry made the lady look more delicate in the young master's eyes. However, Moulin could not help but sense something amiss behind her sweet oceanic gaze.
Before she could give Moulin the chance to hesitate, she walked into the room with a distracting smile. Moulin did not stop her and he called on a person to deliver food for his guest. The door closed quietly behind them.
Not long after, the table was set. Moulin pulled the chair back for the young woman who gratefully gave him one of her breathtaking smiles. He remained distant and polite while he returned to his seat. Only the sound of cutlery noised within the room.
