As the new day began, Aizel rubbed the sleep out of his eyes and stretched. He looked around and saw that Kalesi wasn't in the room.
Seems like she has gone somewhere," he thought.
Rising from the bed, he proceeded to the restroom to freshen up.
He came back a few minutes later to find a dragon maid setting the table with some food.
This should be for me; should I ask her about Kalesi?"
[Master, she told us not to speak with anyone]
Yeah, you are right. Let's not risk it and make things difficult for her."
Aizel, clad in the cloak that Kalesi had given to him, approached the table and sat down silently.
The maid offered a respectful bow before exiting the room.
"Let's see what we got here,"
On the plate, he observed a substantial piece of meat, dwarfing even the size of a steak. A large glass holding a thick, red-colored liquid rested next to it, and a tasty sauce garnished the meat.
