The maid named Lydia stepped forward, "Yes, Sir?" she asked Lucas with a look of sweetness as she had changed the expression on her face.
"Take the bowl here and place it in the dining room," he ordered for the maid to bow and she picked up the bowl to start to leave the kitchen which was when he noticed the patch like wound behind the maid's neck. He stared at the maid before breaking his gaze to pick up the food that was prepared to follow the maid.
There were three more days.
Three more days until things would go berserk here in the mansion. The maid clearly wasn't a human and seemed out of character. To someone else, her actions would have not come out to be different but Lucas was no ordinary person and he picked every single little detail because he had to watch his own back.