Ludo
Every morning, it was my job to make sure the maid is tending to Freyja and the rest of the servants were doing their duties as well. We had approximately ten to twelve domestics living here. They weren’t here by their own free will; except for maybe Gwen because she’s attached to Freyja. But father keeps control over the servants himself. They don’t really give me trouble; they don’t want to be punished by father which makes it easier for me to keep them on task.
“Mr. Ludo?” I heard someone whisper as I searched the kitchen for coffee; we were always running out of things. “I have something I need to speak to you about.”
I turned to see Gwen standing inside the kitchen doorway; eyes averted from my face as usual. I hated seeing her do that. It made me feel disgusting and freakish
