Mutual Attractions

Once again, Klaus was seated across the table, while Arabella sat by his side. He kept his eyes on his plate, while he watched her from the corner of his right as she stole glances up at him.

They had not spoken to each other since the event earlier that day, and Klaus was not interested in starting a topic about it.

However, it seemed to him like his slave had other things in mind.

She’d cleared her throat and shifted in her seat continuously, and even though Klaus pretended not to see her and paid her no mind, he couldn’t help but be curious.

Busying himself with eating his delightful meal of chopped pork, Klaus comported himself and said nothing.

“I want to thank you, master for…" She paused, blurting out and finally saying something.

Looking her over and arching a brow, he silently demanded an explanation for what she was thanking him for.

He watched with keen eyes as she swallowed hard and he looked away from her.

"I meant to say thank you for saving me today, from the guard