Dream was so distraught and angry, Alyssa was dead, someone had killed her in his family’s own home.

And now his father was replacing her like nothing?! He was angry, JSchlatt had no heart but this felt cold even for him.

Drista and Foolish had offered to take the new servant and trade, just so Dream could have more time to grief but Jschlatt waved his hand.

“Its better this way, it even things out.”

The man had said, Dream scoffed and stormed out, fists balled and proceeded to spend the next half an hour in the his room and another half an hour in the gym.

But the time evening drew near his door opened, he payed no attention to it, probably the new servant, besides his book was really interesting.

That was, until they introduced themselves.

“Good evening, Mr. Was taken, I’m your new assistant.” They had said, head bowed, Dream raised a brow.

“Right, yes, it’s a pleasure to meet you.” Dream said, looking back to his book knowing that if his aunt Puffy were here he would have gotten scolded for sounding so dead inside.

The ticking of the clock felt a bit too loud for the silence before they spoke again. “I’ll be here to help you, if you need anything at all.”

Dream hummed, nodding, turning a page in his book.

“Sh—should I get the tub ready, sir?” They asked, Dreams heart squeezed the smallest bit at how small they sounded, asking questions as if expecting to be struck.

“Ah, yes, go right ahead.” He nodded, looking up again, gaze soft.