He almost felt the humans sigh in relief as he appeared and deposited the sweet and topped up those who wished another drink, the relief on the Lord's face was rather obvious and he assumed that the tension was no doubt down to his potential foul mood. When asked questions the servant gave a polite, gentle smile and a half bow, "It is a dish from the lands close to my home, Nippon, it is a sweet usually made for days such as these to help clean the palette and leave fresh breath and sweet taste to linger in the mouth. I am glad it pleases you my Lord, I confess that it is usually preferred by those of a more refined and sophisticated palette such as yours." Perhaps the lip service would aid in lifting the man's spirits some but it was delivered with all the sincerity that he delivered the rest with and that same pleasant smile. 

As Amano saw fit to excuse himself and order him to remain with the breakfast things the demon in butler's clothing gave a gracious bow, "Of course My Young master." To keep Kenneth sweeter and less defensive he added the 'young' so that Amano could not be seen as a threat to his dominance in the house hold. With the boy gone he returned to his duties of serving the rest of the house and as one by one they finished and departed he pulled out their chairs and dusted them with a clean white handkerchief to remove any remaining crumb or hair that might have fallen before wishing them a pleasant day. With his trusty tray he loaded dirty plats, cutlery, cups and other crockery with the expert skill he'd shown through the rest of the meal, politely excused himself to the kitchen and deposited the filthy items into the sink where a pot scrubber was already setting to work cleaning the mess. Illiendi pat the young man on the shoulder and offered a thankful smile before returning to the dining hall, there was much to do and so little time to do it in. He had to speak again with the timid Dove married to the eldest brother, ensure the silence of the younger too and keep Kenneth both in a pleasant mood and ready to hear out Amano when they both were ascending the stairs.

With only the Lord left at the table the butler took up the position just behind and to the left of him as a good butler ought to and waited until even Kenneth was stuffed, praising the food again and once more marveling at the exotic twist to the dishes. There was though a lot less laughter than before the reports were given, "If it would please you My Lord, as your son desires your personal audience it may be a matter that could take some time, I can make tea and biscuits or bring you a fine whiskey if you prefer?" Kenneth was dubious a minute then nodded lightly, "Bring both, heaven knows my youngest isn't much of a drinker." Illiendi offered a smile and a deep flourishing bow. "Then I ask your forgiveness and will meet you upon the ascent my gracious Lord." Clearing the last of Kenneth's crockery he aided the man to his feet and gently brushed down any crumbs from him, Kenneth looked confused and ready to complain but took this as simply another sign of a good, well trained manservant and nodded gruffly.

With the man cleaned up and crockery on the tray he slipped into the kitchen and dropped off the rest of the dirty crockery to the pot washer, he had enough time to decide on a course of action but all were too likely to cause a breach and he halted his plans and set instead to heating a teapot and polishing two clean cups and saucers and the matching silverware. He likewise polished up a crystal glass and poured a third bottle of whiskey into it's matching decanter. With ice added to the glass for the whiskey and light golden sugar added to the sugar bowl the demon swept out and was in time to hold a door open for the mousy dove to run back inside her room, she paid him a gentle, shy smile and he paid her a kindly one in return. Then up the stairs he swept following not far behind Kenneth, it certainly stopped the man asking any awkward questions until at the study.

By the time they reached the door Illiendi effortlessly balanced the tray and pulled the door open for the Lord, bowing at the waist carefully, "Aster you My Lord." And once Kenneth was inside Illiendi followed him in, allowing the door to close behind him gently and finding an adequate table where he started to set out the beverages for what may end up becoming a rather long conversation.