Being clumsy was the worst feeling you’ve ever felt, until you hired a servant, who clearly had lots of experience.

This morning just by going down the stairs—you tripped and Giulio manages to catch you. “Close call.” He says gently, carrying you bridal style to avoid tripping again. “You didn’t have to.” You objected.

“Part of my job.” A little smile was on his face, until you were put standing back up again. “Did you get hurt m’lady?” He asked, holding a concerned hand on your waist.