Grozdan's POV
"Good morning Young Master!"
"Bloody hell Sebastian!, I ought to tie a bell round your neck" I nearly rolled off my bed and snapped my neck when the lights in my room came on and Sebastian was standing in the middle of the room with his hands behind his back and a pitcher of what I can smell to be AB positive with an AS genotype, pretty basic but once in a while one could cleanse their palate with a bit of mediocrity.
"I'd advice against that young master, a bell around my neck would make my job increasingly difficult" He said with a ghost of a smile, something really small as the corners of his lips tilted up slightly, he's been doing those a lot more often, I don't mind it, it makes him feel more solid.
