Elias glanced down at the dining room from the stairs, his gaze met with Abigail's before it shifted to the food on the table. The visible sweat on her face told him she had prepared breakfast, a small smile appeared on his lips as he continued to make his way downstairs. "Good morning."
Abigail's lips curled into a bright smile, "Good morning, I prepared breakfast come have some and no throwing of the utensils on the ground. The servants are scared." Abigail remarked directing her gaze towards the people looking at them with uncertain gaze.
Elias hummed and took his seat on the dining table, "Bread and eggs or my very own tested recipe? I could eat it by myself if you don't want it." Abigail muttered gesturing towards the vegetables and rice she made.
