I move to the kitchen “You can't imagine what just happened to me?” I'm panting. Anastasia drops her knife and she moves to me saying “tell me then?” she looks so worried.

Soon I count the story. “You have to report him before he does. Go to the maid’s mentor Madame Verushka. she will help you sort this out. Ok?” she clenches my jaws with her hands looking me straight into the eyes. I'm still panting though barely now.

“I will see,” I fling my stare away then she allows my jaws.

“You…” she tries to offer a word “Madam, table 8 is asking for their dish, now” a server...