Two hours had passed since Marissa said her word.

As the nice smell from the kitchen came through the bottom of the door and with an empty old bowl the saint was impatient and bored. He felt he should have gone to the kitchen and see what the maid is doing but apparently she locked the door shut so that he'll won't interrupt.

I can't think of a good dish and I bet he's getting impatient! The Marissa spent forever mixing and coming up creatives ways but all of them end up tasting horrible than the other.

"Why did I agreed?" The Cancer saint mutters after waiting for so long over a simple meal. He wonders if this servant has any training at all when it comes to food.

Nevertheless he regretted not speaking up of his experience in cooking.

Then the door opens.

"I hope you'll like this as it took me hours." She struggles to balance the seemly large bowl as steam could be seen.

"Hard working, pretty, and a chief? Heh seems I struck gold." While the saint waits with hungry eyes. Whatever she made looks promising.

"It was hard but it's my first impression." She smiles with both hands behind her. After she started to excuse herself and leave him be he called out so suddenly.

"Come eat with me."

Immediately she turn back in bewilderment of his strange request.

"Me? But I'm only a servant-"

"In this house I make my own rules so sit next to me, besides it's boring to eat alone."

The servant didn't want to ask more and went to sit on one of the chairs. Since he's a odd man she sat on the opposite side and with a small bowl she only took a small portion of the soup.

"Excuse me but do you have relatives working here?"

Soon his common happy face went away, Marissa then regretted of asking such question until he respond with a casual tone.

"Yes, but he's too busy supervising a whole army and is a pain to talk with." Noticing how she sat on the other side he repeatedly move his chair for a good spot and after seeing the maid distracted while she eats he quickly tries to move next to her.

"Oh so he's your father or uncle or grandfather? How about your mother..." Marissa saw that the man really didn't want to hear these types of questions. Also she notice that he changed sides, now he's a couple of inches next to her.

"Listen it's nice that someone else cares about my life but I don't like answering specific questions like these."

"So sorry for making you uneasy, to be true I never met my cousin that well, his parents were never talked about and he was a happy kid from what I heard through my other relatives and I'm determine to meet him!"

Wouldn't be surprised if she has an infatuation with this 'cousin' of hers. Manigoldo was indeed suspicious of how she mentions her relative quite often that it sends him to plan a small investigation on who could be her cousin living in Sanctuary.

With only them the servant felt out of place eating with a gold saint together alone in his place. It wasn't until she feels lightweight in her stomach before feeling sweat breaking out of her forehead mostly that she never sat so close to a man.

"Is there a reason why you're placed under temple arrest?" She move the chair to face him.

How did you know???" Manigoldo was surprised she even knew of this but it's consider a violation of privacy as no other people should know of the punishment both him and the Scorpio are given but he could guess it was the pope that might be telling the news.

"I-I only heard it from various guards!" Marissa was hypertense of the fact she may have said too much but she didn't mention that it was the pope that told her about it. With the man looking straight at her skeptic of where she hear such news she feels herself sweating out of control.

"...it's something you don't need to know." He look away from her to resume eating.

"That's fine then." The same feeling still lingers once again and it drove her to take a small glance at the saint who was busy eating. Never that she would notice how different and interesting he looked than the first time they met.

Ever so that the servant's heart races the more she stares at him.

I can't do this! Marissa wanted to denied these newfound feelings. Wasting no time the Spanish girl got up to excuse herself after both individuals suddenly look at each other.

"It was a nice spending time but I-i think I should go and clean something for you." Her whole face felt hot and so she took a small bread to eat away her nerves until he got up from his seat in response at the girl's strange act.

"Fine I do have a old statue that needs cleaning but if you're going to faint then do it when you leave." He was dead serious while walking first before Marissa does. "I'll be out until nightfall. Statue is on the left room from the other side."

The voice of him could be that he's mad of the questions she gave him and with guilt for saying such things Marissa vows to never speak more of those the next time they start a conversation. For the rest of the day she could finally breath easily.

To be continued