Felicia's POV
"Something the matter?" I didn't realize my legs had carried me back to my library, Abba asked from the ground where he laid against Nerva who curled up behind him.
They were surrounded by a small stack of books and a kettle of what smelled like fresh Jasmine tea, I'm assuming the house brought it to him, just like Nerva, every inch of this house has been trying it's hardest to suck up to Abba as much as possible, it was concerning, there's a fine line between hospitality and obsession and this house had crossed that line miles ago, I'm impressed Abba isn't the slithest bothered by it.
