Chapter 2: Chapter 2

As the man placed the tray on the ground, he also offered his right hand. "Thank you, my lord," the footman said as he straightened up and wiped his brow with his sleeve. "What can I get you this morning?A cup of tea perhaps?"

"No, thank you, my lord," the footman repeated as he handed the tray to Bob. "But if you don't mind, I'll take a cup of tea myself. I'm parched after all."

A chuckle rippled through the group and they sat in silence, each contemplating their own thoughts.