~Damien’s POV
“What are you doing here?” I growled as I took a step towards her menacingly and she took a step backwards as well. I glowered at her furiously and I could see her shaking in fear, causing the tray in her hands to also shake. She was carrying a tray containing pancakes and a glass of what seemed to be orange juice.
“I…. I was told… I came to give you this.” She said stammering, holding out the tray as she flinched, her arms trembling.
“I explicitly gave an order that no one is to come into this section of the garden and you are here standing before me. Do you think I am a joke just because I proposed to you?” I asked, still angry.
'No…no, of course not. I… I had no idea. I wouldn't have bothered you…if I had known."
"Are you saying that you did not see the guards station
