The next day came as peacefully as it always did.
The morning routine had gone by without anything unusual.
Ezra had finished his usual preparations, and Lucy had done the same.
By the time they were ready to leave, the food ingredients for lunch had already been gathered and packed into the cool-box storage.
Lucy carried it outside and placed it in the boot of the Royal Phantom Rolls. She checked that it was secured before closing the compartment.
Thud.
The sound of the boot shutting echoed briefly through the quiet parking area.
Lucy turned around.
Her Master had already entered through the vehicle's door.
"Wait."
A voice called out from behind them.
Cyrus Burnwick hurried towards the Royal Phantom Rolls, his footsteps growing louder as he approached. He had clearly been trying to catch up before they left.
"Good morning, Mr. Cyrus."
Lucy lowered her head in greeting before turning towards the driver's seat.
"Hey, Miss Maid."
