After they finished he watched her pick up the bowls. He was puzzled by her attitude. When he first met her she seemed so bitter but now, she seemed to flourish. On the way up to the front door he over heard the gardener and the maid talking about her.

"I'll be out of the job if she keeps up the work." said the maid

"At least he needs you to clean his room. Have you seen the garden all the flowers have perked up." said the gardener

"She does your job better than you do." the maid laughed.

Now there she was cooking enough food for the entire staff and them some.

'She even saved me a bowl. No one has ever done that before. How can she do so well? She has a smile on her face and she ate with me.'

"I've insulted you, I've beaten you, I took you from your home. How can you be so kind?" he asked

She stopped what she was doing and turned around. For a while she stared at him with a blank expression then she smiled. She walked over to the table and sat down.

He observed her everything about her. A button nose, a body shaped like a coke bottle. She put her long brown hair in a bun. Her almond shaped eyes contrasted the hazel color of her irises. Her lips were plump and her skin was a mix of olive and caramel. The way she walked distracted him. She seemed to be dancing across the floor, it wasn't graceful or elegant but he could almost hear the rhythm of the music described by her body language.

"Violence begets violence." she said simply.

He could be as rude as he wanted. He could beat her until she bled, but she would show him respect and kindness.

"You shouldn't act like this. It's not right you know?" he said

"You are always so angry and for a moment so was I. If I had shown you the anger you had shown me I might night be alive." she explained

"You're dismissed." he said

She didn't move for a minute she only stared at him.

"I said your dismissed." he said firmly

She stood up from her chair and began to walk by him. She turned to see him with his hands folded as if in deep thought.

"It will kill you." she said

He turned to meet her gaze with his fearful angry one.

"What will?" he asked

"The anger. It's taking over. If you let it control you it will kill you. It's growing inside you." she said

He stood up and menacingly walked closer. She stood her ground and waited. He was upon her staring down at her fiercely.

"You have no authority to speak to me like that. What could you possibly know about me?" he was upset

She placed her hand on his chest. He was taken back a bit but he didn't lose his composure. She pressed her ear to his chest and listened to the steady rhythm of his heart. He was shocked by this.

"I know that you have a heart even though you don't want anyone to know." she whispered

"Go to your room." he said

She pulled away confused at first. He didn't look at her he looked at the wall behind her.

"I said leave! Leave now or so help me beat you to the point you'll wish for death." he threatened.

Slowly she walked up the stairs to her room.