Lord Drinian chuckled; he must have been putting her in an odd position talking about personal things.  In the same token, he knew how the servants of the house all were and he knew she would have plenty time of preparing and serving people in the future.  Why not enjoy a little time to herself, he thought.<br/><br/>"I mean, anybody you've ever been fond of ... in love with ... wanted to spend more time with ... ya know, stuff like that?"<br/><br/>The stew was excellent that he thought he had gone to heaven; Drinian perceived to himself the rest of his life was going to be one four course meal after another!<br/><br/>"Because, you know ... there is someone that I just met that I rather enjoy being around.  You know ..."  Suddenly, Hilda yelled out loud.  "Lord Drinian!  I must talk to you."  He rolled his eyes:  "Didn't I tell you I didn't want to be disturbed?"  But his voice was a lot milder than the stern voice he could have used; he began to wonder if this co dependent relationship he had with Hilda wasn't too much.  He allowed her to take way too many liberties; in the same token, Hilda had saved his life when he should have been kicked to the curb.<br/><br/>"Pardon me, ma'am, I'll be right back."<br/><br/>Then, there was a lot of talk in the room outside of the kitchen.  Lots of whispers and then some voices rasied.  "Well you know what Hilda, if you let the servants have their own life - then maybe they wouldn't be so jealous when I wanted to just spend a little time with the new girl!" and then more chatter and then, "You better keep your mouth shut, Hilda."  Then more chatter.<br/><br/>Suddenly, Hilda popped her face round the corner again to talk to Amora.  "Master says he's going to bed now, not feeling well.  He asks you to clean up after your done.  See you in the morning, bright and early!  Looking forward to working with you on breakfast tomorrow, honey dear?  Master likes those puff cake thingys, you know?"  But the smile didn't match the tone of the words coming out of her mouth ...