"Breakfast is ready, Young Miss"
After knocking on the door, Grey opened the door with a serene expression on. Catching the glimpse of the girl in a suit which quieted him down entirely. This was not a common sight. He had seen her wearing hundreds of dresses and gloves like an elegant noble lady.
But today, she was wearing a tight corset top and pants as if she was going on the hunt with the royal family soon. "Oh! You can put the breakfast on the table" Visha instructed while her green eyes stared at the man through the mirror reflection. He seemed hypnotized somehow.
"Grey?" In perplexity, the girl called out the man's name. Finally pulling Grey back to reality. His brows rose. "My apologies, Young Miss" he bowed his head. Causing the girl to let out a quiet sigh under her breath. He must have noticed something was odd with her outfit.
