Louis came back into the house after escorting Marcus out of the home. He was rubbing his eyes with his hands in an effort to stay awake, just glad that the nuisance was gone. The day has been a dramatic one and he certainly hoped that he'll find a way to relax after this little stunt. He smirked a little bit when his thoughts automatically came up to the Countess Victoria and all the many ways he and she could help relax the other.<br/><br/>"I have to get my mind out of the trash," he said to himself, shaking his head as he walked back to the dining room. He reminded himself to go to the Lady and her sons to apologize for his brash behavior earlier. He didn't want them to think he was being rude or a clout in any fashion.<br/><br/>When he entered the room, he first noticed the music Cyril and sighed. The man was a genius on the violin, he had to give the man that. He felt his body relax even more but not sleepy at the same time. He smiled at Cyril, bowing incredibly low to show respect to the friend of Valentine in appreciation of his violin playing.<br/><br/>Out of all of Valentine's friend, he had to admit that Cyril was his favorite one that came by the house from time to time. He, for one, didn't cause drama with others or assume. He was surprisingly cool, witty and respectful to everyone. Tense and a bit sour but has a good sense of humor if you got it out of him. He liked Cyril a lot, to be short.<br/><br/>He bumped into Christine as he was going to serve some more drinks, nearly falling over. "Oh hello Christine," he said to her kindly, offering a grin to her to help her calm down after that. His grin faded away when he heard Christine talk. Well, it certainly explained a bit about her behavior. Especially when he was hurting his sister.<br/><br/>"I'm sorry to hear that Christine," he murmured to her. "A life of a slave is hard for anyone at the first few days or even a year. I promise you though, I'll be here at your side if you need anything. I'll like to... to apologize in advance for what I might have to do to you as my job as a footman. Truly, Christine. I take no emotional pleasure or joy in what I do."<br/><br/>He smiled at Christine's offer but shook his head. "Louis is fine enough Christine," he said as he walked away from her, remembering that he had to hurry and give some drinks to Victoria in order to get an excuse to talk to the delicious and witty blonde. "I rather stay be equals and be friends with you Christine. Take care."<br/><br/>Annalisa helped Christine walk back to where the other slaves were and helped her get to her to sit down. "It's all about letting the pressure ease," she explained. "Not just in one go. Slowly... yeah, like that."<br/><br/>She sat down next to the redheaded girl, wincing a bit but looking fine though still a bit shaken. "It hurts a bit but it shall heal withing time," she assured the other slave girl. "They usually go away in a few days, though sitting and lying down will be all but impossible. Grin and bear, is what<em>they</em>said. My... trainers, I mean."<br/><br/>"I hope we can be friends Christine," Annalisa said to her as they sat together. "It will be wonderful to have a friend to talk to here in this place without fear or being reported or anything likt that. I do admire your spirit and passion. Thank you for sticking up for me when my b...<em>Louis</em>, punished me."