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The Butler
Tick.
Tock.Tick.Tock.
For once in his life, Damon isn’t entirely sure if today was going to be a bad day or not. It starts out simple enough, a few jeering taunts, the smell of spices mingling downstairs from the kitchen, a quiet solitude surrounding his morning as Amelia leaves for the day to meet up with her estranged mother.
It’s quiet, peaceful even.
Yet for some reason, as his long silver lashes flutter up towards the ceiling, Damon feels inexplicably bored. The dull noises of children playing, constantly breaking his attention away from the shiny new book nestled between his fingers like a delicate treasure.
It itched at his nerves, causing his lips to pull down as he tried harder to read the words splayed out in front of him. Every t
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