I ate lunch alone.
I mean, I ate all my meals alone, but I sometimes ate dinner with the staff in the kitchen when they had the time to accompany me.
On a regular basis though, all my meals were eaten in solitary.
Keiser had his lunch in his study and I didn't see much of him, other than glimpses of him in and around the house.
Today, I was eating lunch outside in the greenhouse that had a gazebo in the center of it. It was laid out on a beautiful lawn with bushes and trees. The garden gave me a sanctuary.
"Invisible Man?"
I yelped and spun around as I felt Keiser standing behind me, as he slightly leaned over my shoulder to observe my book, "Jesus Christ, you gave me a shock!"
With a raised eyebrow he looked over to my book once again, and I angrily slammed it shut. I was in no mood to talk to him right now.
"Did you need something?" I grunted out flatly, still startled from his random appearance.
The bleak gray business suit was highlighted by a bland red tie.
His suit looked as crisp as a new bank note. He looked as if he had something on his mind.
I leaned back in my seat and crossed my arms, "Well, well, well, look who decided to visit the forgotten."
He sat beside me and slowly lean back and straightened out, "I have came to a conclusion."
"Oh?" I cocked my brow. This was going to be the highlight of my day. He was talking to me voluntary so I know something had to be off.
Was it about the party he said we would have attended? Well, I don't think so because he pointed out—very obviously I might add that Louis would be the one to tell me the details.
Or did he change his mind? I have no idea.
He met my eyes and smile tightly, "I owe you an apology."
"What did you just say? You, Mr. Dietrich owe little old me an apology?" I echoed mockingly. I knew this was going to be so good.
He tilted his head slightly and looked over at me calmly, which for whatever reason gave him a masculine appeal.
"I take full responsibility for my actions. I don't regret them, but I know I could have done things differently."
"These days the word sorry is so meaningless and overused. Saying sorry doesn't fix the fear and worry you caused me, sorry is just a word."
"I- I'm not finished," he tried to interrupt.
"Plus, that's not really an apology, but I'll take it, I'll be the judge of your sincerity and I think I have to apologize to you also." I remarked.
"I am only sorry that I hadn't defended myself against your attacks. The worst day of my life was the day you got power over me. Had I stood up to you and if I had been stronger, I could have escaped. I think that's all I'm sorry for, everything else I did was defensive, defending myself."
"And since you're here every day, I am sure you'll be a hundred percent able and capable to tell me when and where this event will be taking place."
"Now if you'll excuse me, I have somewhere to be." I silvery sauntered out the greenhouse.