"It's fine," Nova managed to say, "And I'm sorry but I didn't get your name."
"It's Henderson, ma'am." The affable man grinned, "And breakfast is ready. If you'll have it now, I'll have the maids take it to the dining room.
Nova was about to protest but she didn't want to keep eating in her bedroom, as a matter of fact, she didn't want to ever eat in the fancy bedroom ever again. Not to mention, she was in someone else's house, it was simply the polite thing to do.
"Thank you," She murmured, leaving without asking to make her own food like she had intended to. Something about Henderson told her that he would be completely crushed if she had made that request.
With nothing else to do, she made her way back to her room to sit for a bit, a little worried about how another maid would react if they were to bump into her again.
