"Why do you think Roman won't ask for you?" Eilika asked, arching an eyebrow as she looked at him. "If you believe the distance between you and him was caused by your negligence… then you are not entirely wrong."
"But Roman does ask about you," she continued. "All the time."
Damian's gaze lifted slightly.
"I saw it back at the mansion," Eilika added. "After finishing his studies each day, he would always ask someone where his father was."
Her voice softened a little. "He looks for you more than you realize."
Before Damian could respond, Eilika heard footsteps approaching. She turned her head and saw the maid returning with a tray in her hands.
The maid carefully placed the tray on the table. A glass bowl filled with neatly sliced fruits rested in the center.
After arranging it properly, the maid bowed politely and quietly left the room, leaving the two of them alone again.
Eilika picked up the bowl and fork.
