Only the two involved couldn't tell what was happening during each late-night meeting.
For once the commander had started to relax and his entire demeanor started to change whenever he was in the presence of Celia when he thought people weren't paying attention.
His shoulders would lower and, by the end of the conversation, his normally pristine posture was bent and his elbows were on the table as he leaned into his arms and took in each word the woman across from him uttered.
The maids and kitchen staff often silently signaled to one another that they were eating so the workers could catch a glimpse of their commander at ease. The entire time anyone had worked for him they had never seen him behave the way he was during those late-night meetings.
