20 Stan, the butler- Part 2 (2/2)

”I...Is there a church nearby?” She asked.

”There's one in the next town. Would you like to visit? I can make the arrangements if you want to,” he offered and she smiled nodding.

”That would be very helpful. Thank you,” Heidi replied and then asked him, ”I am sorry I didn't catch your name last night.”

”It's Stanley Greeze miss.”

”Thank you, Stanley,” she thanked him again and saw him shake his head to himself like he was talking to himself in his head and then left the room so that she could get ready.

Getting dressed for the day in a soft and elegant, lilac dress Heidi reached the hall, taking a seat on the table where everyone had already gathered for breakfast. She had made an eye contact with the Lord only once since she had arrived at the table which was when she had wished him a good morning and the others. Keeping her eyes on the food and decor her eyes wandered quietly like a curious child. Putting up a smile on her face, she answered her table companions when they had questions about her and her family. She mostly spoke of what Nora had done and thankfully her sister was a great reference of the elite.

As food was served she looked at the number of spoons, forks and knives that were placed next to her plate on both sides. The silverware shining just like her forehead that had begun to sweat.

The rest of the party was yet to start and she didn't know which cutlery was to be used with the number of it displayed in front of her. Deciding to wait for them to start she picked the glass of water to her right and drank one sip after another until she heard the Lord speak to her,

”Isn't the food appealing to your eyes, Ms. Curtis? I can ask the cook to prepare something else,” Lord Nicholas spoke to her with a smile that played at the corner of his lips.

”No no. The food looks more than appealing,” Heidi replied with an uneasy smile.

”Go on then,” he said.

The others who had been speaking now had their eyes on her due to the Lord drawing attention to her. She hovered her fingers over the silverware, dread filling up her mind and hoping to pick the right one. It was a normal etiquette for a lady of the high to know what to use at the table but unfortunately, she had never bothered herself with it until now. Just as she was about to pick one of the small spoons the butler came to her aid.

”Ms Curtis why don't you start with this dish. It has a very crisp and a lovely texture which you might like,” and just as he was explaining he slipped the smaller fork in her hand.

God, preach the butler! Thanked Heidi internally in her mind.

Taking a bite she had to agree, the butler was right about its crisp outer layer. When she sneaked a glance towards Lord Nicholas she saw him smiling at her.