[Lovebite]

"He wasn't feeling well. He went home."The assistant replied, placing down coffee on the desk without making eye contact with Lord Conrad. Though his eyes did skim over the evidence of filth that happened in the office, it smelled and unidentified substances were smeared on the couch and his masters desk. He was younger than both of them, more like an apprentice than a assistant,"Would you like your dinner brought up to you sir?"The boy asked gently.