Edna wanted to thank her master, but she remembered the rule not to speak without permission. Moreover, before Edna had the courage to break the rule, Maximilian had already disappeared, going back to his room.
The girl's shoulders dropped in disappointment. All she could do right now was turned towards the kitchen and prepared breakfast for her master.
Breakfast time had long passed. As Luca had said, if Maximillian skipped breakfast, then Edna just needed to bring some food to Maximillian's room and put it in front of the bedroom door so she wouldn't disturb her master.
With an injured hand, Edna forced herself to cook something. At least this was a form of her gratitude. She had troubled her master a lot during her stay there.
Meanwhile, Maximilian had just finished taking a bath. He sat by the window, looking at the east where the sun was rising gallantly right ahead of the window of his room. He squinted his eyes as the sun seemed to challenge him to have a duel.
