Dreary

I hold it true, whate'er befall;

I feel it when I sorrow most;

'Tis better to have loved and lost

Than never to have loved at all.

- Alfred Lord Tennyson

Few days passed . My days were spent idling in the Mansion . It provide nothing to entertain . Clara was even busy with her works so I didn't bother her much . She make sure all my demand and request were fulfilled . It was her duty indeed . I plastered a sour smile on my face in assurance that I am fine but my soul felt Caged .

I felt lone and bored . I didn't see him much . He was busy in work . He didn't approached me directly . Clara provide me what her master's asked me to do . She was frightened to him like hell but still she never skipped a chance to sing praising of him . She told me he took the responsibility to educate her daughter. She felt touched by his kindness .

Only if he was this good to me .

It was already afternoon . I was strolling back in the corridor after th