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”Walton, did you ever have a sibling? You do take care of me so well.” He nodded and started his own story of how he took care of his own sisters before coming to me.

”No wonder you do things so well. I may have picked up a good servant.” He laughed along and I didn't realise, how much it made me smile. Then the laughter stopped and Walton stared at my face.

”Milady has one of the most beautiful smiles even though she's a wounded flower.” I blushed and turned away.

”Never tell anyone. It's an order.” He nodded with silence. Though, my stomach just had to break the silence with a loud growl.

”I shall cook breakfast Milady. Please do sit at the dining table and wait.” He tied his hair into a small tail with a few strands sticking out. I have to be honest, it is a miracle that he doesn't get any confessions from girls. Walton is stunning and pretty handsome. He saw me looking at him and smirked.

”Has Milady fallen for my looks?” The question took a while to process, when it did, I went red with anger and embarrassment. I summoned my fireball and shot it at him. Walton easily caught the fireball and used it to light the stove.

”Not bad Walton. You're set to score higher for the next exam.” Still smiling, he said thank you. The aroma of food cooking soon began to invade my system. I tapped my fingers against the glass table, humming a small tune with it. The tune was a small song my parents made whenever we would be playing. Not knowing, the happy tune turned into a sad tune as I continued to hum it. Eventually,I started to sing the lyrics.

”Little sunshine Lily, shine your brightest. No matter what comes, we will always stay by your side. Now, be the brightest flower—” I broke down into another crying fit, not able to complete the song. My voice in pieces, my screams for crying out to my parents.

”Papa... Mama... You two promised to never leave my side...” I sobbed openly as Walton walked over to my side. He gently pats my head and placed my head in his chest. My crying stopped for a second and continued the next second as I knew, it was his method of trying to comfort me.

”W-walton... Why did they leave me...” I sniffed through short breaths. He kept rubbing my head and telling me everything was fine because he would stay by my side. Eventually I stopped crying and everything came to a standstill.

”Let's eat the food Walton.” He nodded and gave us both our plates, us eating in peace and quietness.