Kest's smile widened at the thought of eating a peach scone. Anton worked wonders in the kitchen, a master for sure. He looked at Grace when she asked if there was anything to be done.
[color=00aeef]"Aside from cleaning the floor, I don't think so. Everything else can wait until after breakfast... I'm sure it can wait as well."[/color]

Watching Grace, Kest couldn't help but feel she was still having trouble, but he didn't pursue it. Instead, he focused on something she would rather talk about. Gardening.
[color=00aeef]"I was actually just thinking that, later tonight, we could go out and fix it up. A little mud is good for the spirit."[/color] Plus he just really wanted to get out of the stuffy building.

At that moment, one of the guests entered the room, she seemed sort of flustered and a sad look flickered across Kest's face. [color=00aeef]"Not at all ma'am. Breakfast will be ready shortly, if you would like to wait. Is there anything I can help you with in the meantime?"[/color] he had immediately gone into butler mode, that meant the guests came first. He silently cursed the timing, he had wanted to make sure Grace had something to look forward to tonight, though he betrayed nothing behind his polite grin.