The Weight of that statement sits comfortably on his shoulders. It settles something from Tension toward Normalcy.
"So please you, Mrs Fox."
And he will. There will, of course, be a polite knock at the door, a murmured 'Mistress' before he slides in with the tea and sweets. Surely he's Allowed to simple Take Up Space as well? To set tea and Serve and then stay half-hovering by her side?
Look at your life, Muzy. Look at your choices. :|
"So please you, Mrs Fox."
And he will. There will, of course, be a polite knock at the door, a murmured 'Mistress' before he slides in with the tea and sweets. Surely he's Allowed to simple Take Up Space as well? To set tea and Serve and then stay half-hovering by her side?