Before Amaris completed her sentence, Brom had peeked from his bedroom door.
"Captain, do you have my cake?" Brom asked him with his innocence-looking face.
Vale turned his attention to Brom. A smile bloomed on his face. "Hey, sleepyhead, I got your cake."
Hearing about his breakfast, Brom's eyes lit up. He run into Vale and took the basket that fills with cakes and loaves of bread.
"So, where's mine? Give me, I'm hungry!" Asked Brom, a bit enthusiastically.
Ducking his head, Vale was trying to reach for the piece of cake intended for Brom. Little that he knows, Brom actually gave a warning to his mother. The mother and son have their own code, and right now Brom needed his mother to stop talking and not revealed anything to Vale.
"Here you go Brom, your cake." Said Vale, handing his subordinate the cake that he wanted.
