Chapter 73 - ABIGAIL

I looked at the list Noah had sent me. It had more than a thousand things to do. I could not believe that he expected his squire to do this much. It was more than a personal maid would do for her master. 

Maintaining his armor, taking care of his horse, serving him all day, helping him in dressing up, serving him food, running his errands, cleaning his quarter, messaging him and even guarding his door at night so that I could fight if there was any intruder. I really wanted to beat him now.

He was taking revenge by this way. That man! Did he think he could win against me? Ha! I would tell her what a squire could do or not.

Looking at my angered face, even the old squire who had come to give me the parchment, ran away. 

"Is everything fine? What is on the parchment?" asked Nickolas, looking at me with concern. He must have felt my anger.

"Ah, nothing special. just my squire's duties." I replied as I kept the parchment in my pocket.  He nodded and finally i started practicing again. When the sun started setting, finally the training ended. They all bowed and left for their quarters.

"Abi" Nickolas called me to stop but before he could ask anything. A guard came to call him.

I stood there alone as he left after looking at me apologetically. Father was the commandant of the first knight and the heir of dukedom too. We had a big estate to look after so most of the time father gave responsibilities to Nickolas that kept him engaged.

I looked at the palace that was looking magnificent when the sunset behind it, making it further grand. I did not know when I would finally get some peace after tonight.

I walked to the quarter of Noah and started cleaning it. Though I was sure it was not even needed, his room was clean and minimalist. The room was in darker shade with dark brown with minimal use of cream. It only had necessary furniture. A study table, a bed and a closet. With a rocking chair near the window.

The room did not have a single decoration or portraits which are common in this period. After cleaning everything, I went to his kitchen to cook for him. I didn't even know how to cook without gadgets. Most of my cooking was dependent on food processor and microwaves, coffee machine and toaster.

But except for an old generation oven and stove there was nothing which I could use.

I decided to stay simple and cook two omelets, making sure they were extra spicy for him to eat.

When i finished i saw the door opening and here he comes my master for the next whole month.

There was a proud smile on his face, and I wanted nothing but to punch him and wipe that smile off. He looked at the room with a satisfied smile and then sat on the small kitchen table waiting for the meal.

"So, what have you cooked, squire Abigail?" he asked with a crooked smile.

"Omlet.. M.A.S.T.E.R." I spoke through gritted teeth.

"Just omelets. What kind of dinner is that?" he asked with furrowed brows.

"That's all I know how to cook." I replied and he shook his head.

"Then I apologise, I have to cut your marks for it. You are not serving the way a squire should do." he said as if he was apologetic. But I could see his mischievous gleaming eyes.

He was enjoying my condition.

"Sigh, after training all day, i am very hungry. At least you have cooked something. Serve it" he said as he washed his hands in the bowl I had set there.

I nodded and served him the omlet.

"You have not cooked for yourself?" he asked frowning, then he looked at the plate and put one omelet in the side plate of bread.

"No matter how little the food is, I believe in sharing. Come sit and eat with me." For a minute I felt guilty as he offered me half of his food. But the way he had treated me was worse so I let the feeling go.

"I have eaten in the palace before getting your orders, master. I am not hungry, ``I said in a polite tone. He continued to look at me for a minute and then nodded.

"Alright then.."

"Master"

"Yes.. shall i go and bring some clothes from the palace if i have to stay here." I asked and he nodded but then as if being reminded that he only had one small room with a single bed. He did not even have a sofa where a person could adjust, his face turned red.

He coughed to clear his voice. 

"About that. Since you are a lady. I do not want you to stay and guard the door." he said as if he was caring about me. 

"Oh, no master. I can not afford to lose more marks." I replied , shaking my head in denial. He frowned at my continuous refusal.

"What kind of a woman are you. Are you not worried that you have to spend a night with a man alone in one room?" he asked with an angry voice.

"I am a woman that has confidence that I could kill the man who would try to cross his limit. And more than that I know that you would never do anything inappropriate with me.'' He looked at my confidence with a blank face as if he was having a hard time believing my words.

"I said leave, it is about both of our respects too. I did not want to be involved in any type of rumors with you. I Will see you in the morning" he ordered in a no nonsense tone and I nodded with a sigh as I left. But just when I walked two steps further. I could hear him shout again.

"A.B.I.G.A.I.L"