While Cassidy only continues to take pleasure in the early morning setting of the beach, Cecile walks up from behind her with breakfast in hand - a tray of freshly-baked pastries and a coffee pot.
Sensing her presence, the redhead turns around to face her. She's delighted to see her frowning at her first thing in the morning, looking offended. It's like she was reading her thoughts the whole time.
"Did you do what you did last night to set an example?" the head maid asked, grimacing in mortification as she recalled the humiliation she received from the other maids that time.
"Well, there's that, but I also did it to get rid of the unnecessary variables. Those maids would just get in the way, and I had no need of them," the redhead replied coolly while leaning on the balustrades.
