Allen stopped at the doorway and turned, holding the candle aloft, "Tell her that Kyle Marlon gave it to her. Along with a letter which I shall pass to her tomorrow." He nodded and left, climbing the staircase as silently as he could.<br/><br/>Despite his attempts, he still managed to make soft echoes which reverbrated within the enclosed area. He exited into the corridor, leaving the keys in the lock so that if Cecelia came up, she would see it in the keyhole. He closed the door silently, and proceeded to the kitchen. The rows and rows of counters used for cooking grand meals were swathed in darkness, which fled before the tiny flame Allen held. There was a small weight on the table, with five sheets of paper beneath them. The weight itself was heavy, golden with onyx and ruby crystals adorning the angular surface. They were meant to convey what the Princess wanted for her meals on the following day.<br/><br/>His fingers picked up a quill from an ink bottle and he wrote,<span style="font-style: italic"><br/><br/>Breakfast: Earl Grey Premium with Brioche and butter. Have a bowl of fruits to complement the meal.<br/><br/>The rest of the day's meals will be up for the head chef to decide.</span><br/><br/>He dropped the quill back into the bottle and placed the weight onto the paper. Rolling his shoulders, Allen then proceeded to the servants quarters. He made a detour to the secret garden to find that it was already locked. He then returned to the small courtyard where all the servant's rooms were easily accessable.<span style="font-style: italic">I shall get the keys back from her tomorrow then,</span>He thought to himself wearily, entering a room that served as his room.<br/><br/>(Feel free to start 'on the next day' if you wish.)