Preparation For The Sword Fight.

Hilda walked in with Lord Lorenzo's meal in a tray, her head bowed and her systems trying so hard to hide her anxiety.

Her hands were nearly shaking.

"G… Good morning, My Lord" she greeted with a bow.

But Lorenzo didn't turn to look at her as he just fixed his gaze into space.

"I'm not eating, Hilda" he suddenly said, making her heart skip two beats.

What??

"M… My Lord, I don't understand' she stuttered and gulped hard. 

"I thought you were going for a fight? You need to have some…"

"Just make me some tea, Hilda" he cut her off, calmly tho. 

"Some tea and I'll be fine".

Hilda exhaled deeply. 

"As you wish, My Lord" she bowed and left the room with the tray.

*

Carlotta sat quietly on the bed, her hand on her jaw, looking like one in deep thoughts.

Ginevra entered not long after with some cake for breakfast.

"Here". I'm so sure you'll love these"