((No need the apologize. I'm in the same boat.))<br/><br/>Lord Vance noticed that she chose to peek at him during the brief moment when he was naked and smirked to himself. When she turned to head to the door, he stopped to watch the sway of her hips from side to side, now slightly more accentuated than before. She was clearly trying to tempt him as much as he was trying to tempt her.<br/><br/>Once fully dressed, he followed her down the halls. "The other servants are already preparing my evening meal," he said. This was only partially true. The servants did prepare a meal for him every time he woke up, and when he sat down to "eat" it he always commanded them to leave him, saying he preferred to eat alone. In truth, he would always find a way to dispose of it and would never eat it. There was only one thing that satisfied his hunger, one thing that satisfied his thirst. He was bringing his own meal to the dining room.<br/><br/>Soon they arrived there, and with a wave of his hand Lord Vance dismissed the other servants from the room. He locked the doors and pulled out a seat at the table for Alice. "Eat," he commanded. "And remember your promise to me. Not a word to anyone about what happens here."