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Elena stood there for a moment, staring after him. Her chest ached with a strange feeling she didn't want to name.
Finally, she sighed and turned toward the dining hall.
She frowned remembering he didn't have breakfast because of his uncle and cousin. "He didn't even eat…" she whispered.
She found the butler near the stairs. "Did Damian eat anything when he came back?"
The butler shook his head quickly. "No, Miss. The master didn't have anything this morning."
Elena looked toward the kitchen. "Alright, I'll make something for him."
The butler's eyes widened slightly. "Miss Elena, please—"
"Don't worry," she said, already walking past him.
In the kitchen, the maids stopped what they were doing immediately and bowed.
One of them spoke nervously, "Miss, please… we're not allowed to let anyone cook for the master. He'll punish us."
