Eventually, the silence worried Adeline. She was practically being dragged by him, her short legs unable to meet his long ones. His grip on her hand had tightened, unwilling to let her go. She felt like she had fallen into a trap.
"T-that male servant," Adeline managed out. "Marlow… He was quite kind."
Elias came to a halt. His lips twitched when she bumped into him, nose-first. A small "ow" was heard. But he looked forward, resisting the urge to taunt her.
"I didn't know you knew t-the servants by name," Adeline added on.
Elias raised a brow. Was she making small talk? For a split second there, he felt an unpleasant feeling in his chest. It was uncomfortable.
"Servants should always be greeted well. They serve, cloth, and feed you." Elias continued walking. He was fully aware that she was being pulled forward. This was not how he usually walked. But he wanted to give her a small punishment for escaping for this long.
"T-that's a first…"
